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