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