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