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