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In Your Own Wicked Way
The heat of the sun cannot match
The warmth and the heat of my need;
Let’s be candid: I’ll spread and you’ll watch
Me strip off my clothing; I’m freed
Of all inhibition today;
The dampness of drizzle won’t wet
Me more, for I am damp right through;
I’ve been thinking and cannot forget
I’m a cunt and I belong to you,
To have in your own wicked way;
The sky may be quite overcast
But life here, with you, is not dull
You beat me and bind me quite fast,
And stick in your prick, when I’m full,
Knowing I’m eager to play;
Whatever the weather, I’ll take
All that you offer, my lord,
I don’t want your mercy, just make
Me do anything so lust is poured:
In this way let us just play today.
The warmth and the heat of my need;
Let’s be candid: I’ll spread and you’ll watch
Me strip off my clothing; I’m freed
Of all inhibition today;
The dampness of drizzle won’t wet
Me more, for I am damp right through;
I’ve been thinking and cannot forget
I’m a cunt and I belong to you,
To have in your own wicked way;
The sky may be quite overcast
But life here, with you, is not dull
You beat me and bind me quite fast,
And stick in your prick, when I’m full,
Knowing I’m eager to play;
Whatever the weather, I’ll take
All that you offer, my lord,
I don’t want your mercy, just make
Me do anything so lust is poured:
In this way let us just play today.
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