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