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