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