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