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