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