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