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