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