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