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