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