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