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