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