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