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