You came in red, you'll leave all red
Have you met perfection?
I have my methods, daddy
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
A match made in throat fuck heaven
No fear of the monster
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Soft all over
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
I need a taste to be convinced
Look at that, how nice it slides