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