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