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