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