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