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