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