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