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My merciless Lady
I am the guilty, you say
who leads you into temptation
you claim that I am the one
who drags you
in this abyss of sin
but do not worry
the priest will forgive you
there is always redemption
for a rich lady of your caste
the Catholic Mercy
I am who deserve the punishment
and your true contempt
I just hate you
hate your hypocrisy
a perfect relationship
until the self-destruction
I know what you're looking for
when you turn around me
like a cruel feline
to hunt for the prey
I know what you want
when you shout to me:
"Despicable Loser!"
you sit on my lap
pretend to kiss
and instead you bite me
you know how to do
to make me lose my temper
and since I detest you
with a slap I throw you
to the ground straight
You find the composure
with icy calm
you sit on the couch
wiping your blood
by the Chanel red lips
with the back of the hand
You look at me grimly
and with a grin
You open your legs
ordering:
"come over here dog!"
you show me the way
patting with sly
on your inner treasure
Easter turns you on
good wine and great food
with your husband and friends
while Christ dripping with blood
dying on the cross
wishful eyes show off
with the candle in hand
procession with veils of lace
tight skirt, high heels
and stockings with the line
black mourning de rigueur
kiss the Redeemer bloody feet
Then you excited come to me
"I thought of you ..."
you whispers
"I'm soaking wet!"
2)
So between your thighs
I thrust my face
why should I resist?
I dedicate myself to lick
with the appropriate skills
since I am the dog
to which you wrap
the belt around his neck
to start the game
I have taught to you
and you have learned so well
you do not give a fuck
to dominate or not
of romantic gothic atmosphere
or the darkness of psyche
Only you know that you have to tighten
so that I'll push it in rigth
well at the top and in depth
to the paradise of pleasure
where no one before
had never taken you
I drew back the shiny pants
and I slam it into
straight in your feverish heat
I impales you
full weight lifting you
squashing you against the wall
you pull the strap strongly
encircling my waist with your legs
I harpies you wondering
which of us is trapped
you losing control
pull me by the neck
I penetrate you harshly
more deep that I can
you shrug your head
and shake your hips
a salmon against the tide
I can not breathe
you do not stop squeeze
We fall to the ground
where we reach the orgasm
while you strangle me brutally
"Ad aeternam" you murmur
in a culture display
I look in to your eyes
arrogant brilliant dark flames
"Ad nauseam" I replied
gasping losing consciousness
and the world fade away.
who leads you into temptation
you claim that I am the one
who drags you
in this abyss of sin
but do not worry
the priest will forgive you
there is always redemption
for a rich lady of your caste
the Catholic Mercy
I am who deserve the punishment
and your true contempt
I just hate you
hate your hypocrisy
a perfect relationship
until the self-destruction
I know what you're looking for
when you turn around me
like a cruel feline
to hunt for the prey
I know what you want
when you shout to me:
"Despicable Loser!"
you sit on my lap
pretend to kiss
and instead you bite me
you know how to do
to make me lose my temper
and since I detest you
with a slap I throw you
to the ground straight
You find the composure
with icy calm
you sit on the couch
wiping your blood
by the Chanel red lips
with the back of the hand
You look at me grimly
and with a grin
You open your legs
ordering:
"come over here dog!"
you show me the way
patting with sly
on your inner treasure
Easter turns you on
good wine and great food
with your husband and friends
while Christ dripping with blood
dying on the cross
wishful eyes show off
with the candle in hand
procession with veils of lace
tight skirt, high heels
and stockings with the line
black mourning de rigueur
kiss the Redeemer bloody feet
Then you excited come to me
"I thought of you ..."
you whispers
"I'm soaking wet!"
2)
So between your thighs
I thrust my face
why should I resist?
I dedicate myself to lick
with the appropriate skills
since I am the dog
to which you wrap
the belt around his neck
to start the game
I have taught to you
and you have learned so well
you do not give a fuck
to dominate or not
of romantic gothic atmosphere
or the darkness of psyche
Only you know that you have to tighten
so that I'll push it in rigth
well at the top and in depth
to the paradise of pleasure
where no one before
had never taken you
I drew back the shiny pants
and I slam it into
straight in your feverish heat
I impales you
full weight lifting you
squashing you against the wall
you pull the strap strongly
encircling my waist with your legs
I harpies you wondering
which of us is trapped
you losing control
pull me by the neck
I penetrate you harshly
more deep that I can
you shrug your head
and shake your hips
a salmon against the tide
I can not breathe
you do not stop squeeze
We fall to the ground
where we reach the orgasm
while you strangle me brutally
"Ad aeternam" you murmur
in a culture display
I look in to your eyes
arrogant brilliant dark flames
"Ad nauseam" I replied
gasping losing consciousness
and the world fade away.
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