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P.V.C DRESS
PVC
Tight Black dress of PVC, laced up the side and worn with pride, covers nothing, all on show nowhere left to hide
Clinging, creeping across your skin, oozing sex, oozing sin, luring men to look and wish, you'd unlace the dress and let them in
No pantie lines can be seen, no room to hide a bra, people gasping as you pass, have you taken your choice dress to far
Breasts pert, nipples up, there is a cold chill tonight, or is the touch of PVC that holds your tits so tight
Arse looks great, you have the curves, your body looks so hot, you strut along the boulevard flaunting all you got.
Attention coming from everywhere men and girls a like, even a girl in PVC with a dog collar made of spikes
Eyes ravershing you everywhere, you feel them trace your shape, for second you wish you could cover up, you wish you had a cape
But then you get a second wind, you like the prying eyes, you love to be the center of attention, you love the horny guys
What's the point of this dress, if it's not to get you seen, you love the feeling on your skin, it's the sexiest you've been
So you continue on your merry way, your head held high with pride, I follow along watching them, for I am by your side.
Ron
Tight Black dress of PVC, laced up the side and worn with pride, covers nothing, all on show nowhere left to hide
Clinging, creeping across your skin, oozing sex, oozing sin, luring men to look and wish, you'd unlace the dress and let them in
No pantie lines can be seen, no room to hide a bra, people gasping as you pass, have you taken your choice dress to far
Breasts pert, nipples up, there is a cold chill tonight, or is the touch of PVC that holds your tits so tight
Arse looks great, you have the curves, your body looks so hot, you strut along the boulevard flaunting all you got.
Attention coming from everywhere men and girls a like, even a girl in PVC with a dog collar made of spikes
Eyes ravershing you everywhere, you feel them trace your shape, for second you wish you could cover up, you wish you had a cape
But then you get a second wind, you like the prying eyes, you love to be the center of attention, you love the horny guys
What's the point of this dress, if it's not to get you seen, you love the feeling on your skin, it's the sexiest you've been
So you continue on your merry way, your head held high with pride, I follow along watching them, for I am by your side.
Ron
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