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