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