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