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