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