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