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