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