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