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