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