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