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