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