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