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