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