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