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