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