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