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