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