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