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