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