Wicked

Wicked

You say I 'm wicked for things that I do
Wicked because I can't help loving you
Wicked because we are not meant to be
Wicked because I just don't see....

How is loving you, so wrong?

Wicked when I touch myself
In the early hours of the morn
Long before the suns rays
Lights up the new days dawn

Wicked when I rub my self against you
And run my fingers through your hair
Wicked when kiss you so passionately
To show you that I really care

Wicked when I part my legs for you
Giving you a front row seat 
To a pretty awesome view
Of my wet pussy that wants your meat

Wicked when i straddle you
And sit upon your face
While you are lapping my juices up
I'm in a far away place

That place i'm in is heaven
But for me can be my hell
I bend and suck while your licking me
You get a 69er as well

Wicked when I think of dirty things 
While your tongue is deep inside of me
Like wondering what you'd think of me 
If I were now to pee?

Wicked, to tell you I have been so bad
And had those wicked thoughts
Loving when you spank me hard
To teach me lessons I won't be taught

Wicked when I am looking up at you
With a mouthful of your cum
I swallow and then smile at you
My god, your cum tastes... Yum!!

Wicked, that's what I am...face it, I am bad to the bone.... 
I am wicked, in a good way, aren't I?