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