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