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Seducing My Handsome Professor
Mmm… I see an easy grade A
I’m starting to like college again, be that it may
Handsome professor on my radar what more could I say
I’ve been a good girl
No locks on my mind, my body is mine, then the pleasure is yours
Bending over, suede boots to upper thighs testing the wind
A pivot of my head, oh yes, I love the hunger of men
If I want you, I will come after you, no debates, no doubt
My sexual nature, giving you a taste of this butter rum clout
Latino, built, cleft to his chin, minty breath, and smoking hot
Hum, no thong on, front row seated, legs open showing him all I got
I cannot help who I am
If you say a whore, get paid well for that sexual trance
Makes me the perfect snatch for a grade A romance
So, I say the stacks are pretty much sweet and fair
His pleasure in my bed before the semester has concluded, pleasing him as I dare
My tongue tantalizing his twin pairs
He’s into fruit, an orange and banana on his desk
Licking kiwi off my nipples, up and down my sugar walls oiling his girth, tasting on my lips the droplets of his sweat
As he keeps this cunt satisfied under the covers, and very wet
No commitment around his finger
A hard bulge showcased, a concealed humdinger
This is life, you sink, or you swim
Mm…be easy big daddy while you’re easing it in
Gripping that headboard, thrusting all up in it
Legs to his chest, plundering deeper inside my moisten slit
Will not be the first
A professor has quenched the appetite of my body for a sexual thirst
Clit licking, strap on sticking, nipple to nipple, fingers and tongue to making her moan, then curse
Power behind the calling of my thong, just cannot find the time to ever keep it on
A passing grad is calling me
Found between my thighs with a wicked tease
My bed, my silk sheets
Where pearly flows and butter rum mingling shall hungrily meet
I need to make the Dean List as well... wink
I’m starting to like college again, be that it may
Handsome professor on my radar what more could I say
I’ve been a good girl
No locks on my mind, my body is mine, then the pleasure is yours
Bending over, suede boots to upper thighs testing the wind
A pivot of my head, oh yes, I love the hunger of men
If I want you, I will come after you, no debates, no doubt
My sexual nature, giving you a taste of this butter rum clout
Latino, built, cleft to his chin, minty breath, and smoking hot
Hum, no thong on, front row seated, legs open showing him all I got
I cannot help who I am
If you say a whore, get paid well for that sexual trance
Makes me the perfect snatch for a grade A romance
So, I say the stacks are pretty much sweet and fair
His pleasure in my bed before the semester has concluded, pleasing him as I dare
My tongue tantalizing his twin pairs
He’s into fruit, an orange and banana on his desk
Licking kiwi off my nipples, up and down my sugar walls oiling his girth, tasting on my lips the droplets of his sweat
As he keeps this cunt satisfied under the covers, and very wet
No commitment around his finger
A hard bulge showcased, a concealed humdinger
This is life, you sink, or you swim
Mm…be easy big daddy while you’re easing it in
Gripping that headboard, thrusting all up in it
Legs to his chest, plundering deeper inside my moisten slit
Will not be the first
A professor has quenched the appetite of my body for a sexual thirst
Clit licking, strap on sticking, nipple to nipple, fingers and tongue to making her moan, then curse
Power behind the calling of my thong, just cannot find the time to ever keep it on
A passing grad is calling me
Found between my thighs with a wicked tease
My bed, my silk sheets
Where pearly flows and butter rum mingling shall hungrily meet
I need to make the Dean List as well... wink
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