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