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