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