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