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