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