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