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