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