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