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