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