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