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