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