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