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