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