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Nature Of My Game
The gentle flows of romance aren't to be seen here
the blame is all internal
and not meant to cause any fear
Just about the power of sexuality
raw, intense and not refined
sex that has no limits, set to blow your mind
It about the curves of your body
the swish of the legs and thighs
how my penis responds, no not telling any lies
About the beast that lies within
not caring who else is around
the object of my desire is you, hot intercourse will be the sound
No moment for one hundred reasons
it shouldn't take place
you gave the consent and pleasure is written on your face
I claw at the material you are wearing
not caring if there is a hole or rip
knowing my pleasure is cumming and I have a very hard tip
If it was possible you would end up breeded
the potency of the seed within
you can wave you rosaries for no doubt that I have sinned
And to be honest after hearing your voice
it can say I would do it again
regardless of the substances, liquor and that so strong gin
For the monster has been growing for ages now
pondering your journey to semen injected
yes dignity is maintained and meant to be protected
But not a stop to the marking of your body
with the liquid from everywhere and oh on your tongue
the verdict is in sexy, this bee has aimed and stung
the blame is all internal
and not meant to cause any fear
Just about the power of sexuality
raw, intense and not refined
sex that has no limits, set to blow your mind
It about the curves of your body
the swish of the legs and thighs
how my penis responds, no not telling any lies
About the beast that lies within
not caring who else is around
the object of my desire is you, hot intercourse will be the sound
No moment for one hundred reasons
it shouldn't take place
you gave the consent and pleasure is written on your face
I claw at the material you are wearing
not caring if there is a hole or rip
knowing my pleasure is cumming and I have a very hard tip
If it was possible you would end up breeded
the potency of the seed within
you can wave you rosaries for no doubt that I have sinned
And to be honest after hearing your voice
it can say I would do it again
regardless of the substances, liquor and that so strong gin
For the monster has been growing for ages now
pondering your journey to semen injected
yes dignity is maintained and meant to be protected
But not a stop to the marking of your body
with the liquid from everywhere and oh on your tongue
the verdict is in sexy, this bee has aimed and stung
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