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