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