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