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