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