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