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