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