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