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