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