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I love the bikers

I love the bikers:

Ok daddy, I am all into you
That ink is singing on your body, mmm
Tattooed, from head to toe
Dude you�re sexy and your contoured body
Screams to me that you know what to do
With ripped muscle�s, moving under your skin
Makes the beast in me growl for your demon

You have your badges and you represent
I see you and the boys looking at me and
I am hot on you and I am a prime bitch
I don�t do this often
I haven�t been here in a long time
The colors had changed, you got the fire
I need to ignite my smoldering flame
Let�s visit hell daddy, I will open the door

Nothing better than moonlight ride
On your loud vibrating hand detailed hog tonight
In the bitches seat I will hold onto you�tight
Baby let�s do it, I need it bad daddy, take me to the flag, for the crossing
You got the wild to match me and hell is burning between us tonight
I will do your all daddy, I will play the game, and I will be your slut
I need it rough don�t take your time, don�t look at me or my eyes
Don�t call me sweet or baby, just fuck me sore and take away my pain

Lori