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