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