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