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