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