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