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