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