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