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Young Girl

I sit on the porch watching you go past
We all know your looking over here
This small town has no secrets only gossiping tongues
And you wanting me is the the topic of the month
You see my brown skin all these long legs
You see the innocence and cannot wait to corrupt it
Waiting to the sun goes down when it cools off and all the young kids are laying down
You know I am alone and you take your chance sitting at the end of the street you call me over with a wave of your hand
The silly young girl I am goes to you blindly switching and walking like a model with these long legs of mine
The look in your eyes gives me some fear but it also makes me curious I want to know if its true about you
The rumors I hear
You drove me to the country down that old dirt rode
Leaned in slowly and kissed me rubbed and tickled my thigh
I never knew the inside of my thigh tickled
While thinking this thought you pounced and I became your victim
I didn't mind though I enjoyed the nasty acts
I loved the feeling you gave me in the car on my back
My first love got me from my mommas porch he took me to the country on a dark dirt rode
He made love to me there and I feel in love
He was never my boyfriend but showed me I wanted love and to be fucked
I was no longer a little girl sitting on the porch I was a little girl in the streets looking for her dose
I ended up screwing half the town
My granny said I had a white liver and to please sit my hot ass down
No No No
I enjoyed the sex so
By the time I was 20 I was calling the boys over
I showed them tricks I perfected along the way
Driving young men crazy with my nasty girl ways
On the dirt road out with a new fellow a knock at window that we ignored we were too much into each other
Louder it became until we raised from our ecstasy
it was the new fellows wife and she was staring at me
You little slut stealing my man. You destroy homes and fuck everyone's man
I smiled as I slipped on my clothes slowly letting her get a good look at my young sexy body
The next sound I heard was the last
I had fucked the wrong man and his wife shot me dead
I am not on the porch or on that country road
Sleeping around caused a jealous wife to put a bullet in my head
Written by TFee
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