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