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