Witchcraft

Fingers in my hair playin with my locks
Got my mind in a tight lock
hands wandering off to play with my cock.
Your favourite passtime as we wind down the clock.

Its witch craft and i have no defense for it.
And though I may have no sense for it.
Arousal got me wanting more.
In an old abandoned shack in baltimore.
More and more i want.so more i get
Your tight hole one i would never forget
Such an ancient pitch
But one i would never switch
When we play boner and colide
Then you get me to second base.

Dip in two fingers have a taste of you
Rubbin on your soft spot.I have you where i want you.
I want to stir you mad,lewd psychopath.
Readin your mind like a telepath.
Cock you want cock you will get.

Feet on my neck am cruisin.
Force of gravity i be usein.
Scream on top of your voice you almost there
Cum in unison but ladies first
Thats my girl.