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