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