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