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