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