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