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