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