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