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