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