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