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