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