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