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