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