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