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