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