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