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