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Hands Of God [The Middle]

Now that I'm nourished and ready to go
I hope your mind is ready to blow
The same way your insides will
Once they get the rest of my godly feel
Time to get the mood started again I think
But lets get it on already is on your minds brink

Quickly I tear off your pants, time to finish our interrupted plans
Maliciously I pull off your panties, I have to feed the hunger in these hands
Round two has begun, and you my hun are done
I left off using my hand as your own personal vibrator
No batteries to this hand made gyrator
I rub your clit to get the juices going
After a small moan I feel your nectar flowing

Your lips are so wet, my hands gliding up and down
Visiting the outskirts of this pussy town
I suck on your clit to make it erect
Your increased blood flow I detect
Now that you are teeming with desire
Time for me to spark the fire

I gently slide my midlle and ring finger inside you
I feel like spiderman, this is my big debut
I notion my long fingers in a come hither action
Hitting your g and a spot, I watch your reaction
I love these parts of pussy town, their the hot spots
With my hands I know many more spots, lots and lots

After thirty seconds your hands are gripping the sheets
It feels so good but you can't express it, you say
"baby please,
you gotta stop or I'll scream"
Letting your legs close tight, I ignore you for a couple seconds more
Your wet velvet walls enclosing my hands, closing your juicy doors

I pull out as your raise your head, your eyes rolled back
You drop back down, hands frozen in pleasure, inside I clap
I love bringing to your breaking point of sinful delight
Time to start all over again, this is the beginning of our night
I have tools given to me from the gods, use them wisely I do
Your my victim of godly torture, and you have no clue

I slide my two finger rod inside your mount olympus
I won't stop till your twitching, about to bust
Gush all over my fingers as they please you
Thats all these gifted hands ever want you to do
Using my index and middle, I hook them, get ready
I slide them side to side across your G town, hold steady

This one is your favorite, or so says your moist insides
You can't even moan when I do this, uh, side to side
Another knock on your door, what the fuck
Today I have the tools just not the luck
"I need your help,Come help me with groceries"
You quickly get dressed and leave

Looks like I have to dry my hands and prepare for another round
This time I will make sure she makes a sound
The hands of God unleashed upon her innocent Queendom
I will take over and she will not ask for freedom



(The Hands Of God the Final excerpt coming soon) 
Written by lashawnscott92 (Visual Lyricist)
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