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