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