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