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Darker sex
Darker sex
Come on baby, let's fuck right on this cold hard stone, there's no one in the graveyard, I'm sure we're on our own
Just hop up on the memorial, I'm sure the ghosts wont mind, you look so hot in that dress, I love the gothic kind
Let me pull your panties off, I know your pussy's damp, I know you have a darker side, you are my Satan's tramp
Let my tongue slide into you, call for the lord of night, imagine I am Lucifer, your soul is mine tonight
With cloven hooves and horns, with a serpents tongue I feed, I want to taste your pussy juice, before you get my seed
Now I pull you to the edge, I spread your legs so wide, you feel evil enter you, the Devils deep inside
Thrusting with such power, his darkness dwells within, just animal aggression, full of lust and sin
You are screaming loudly, orgasm floods your soul, to give yourself to Satan, that was your only goal.
He sink his teeth into your skin, on your blood he wants to feed, in the moonlight its looks so dark, he laps you as you bleed
Pain and pleasure crawls over you, you take in both with greed, with a howl of evil relief, he spills his demon seed
Sated and breathing hard, you open up your eyes, to see me smiling gratefully, just a dark glint in my eyes.
Was it just your boyfriend or did the Devil take your soul, was it me or the king of night, who just came in your hole
Ron
Come on baby, let's fuck right on this cold hard stone, there's no one in the graveyard, I'm sure we're on our own
Just hop up on the memorial, I'm sure the ghosts wont mind, you look so hot in that dress, I love the gothic kind
Let me pull your panties off, I know your pussy's damp, I know you have a darker side, you are my Satan's tramp
Let my tongue slide into you, call for the lord of night, imagine I am Lucifer, your soul is mine tonight
With cloven hooves and horns, with a serpents tongue I feed, I want to taste your pussy juice, before you get my seed
Now I pull you to the edge, I spread your legs so wide, you feel evil enter you, the Devils deep inside
Thrusting with such power, his darkness dwells within, just animal aggression, full of lust and sin
You are screaming loudly, orgasm floods your soul, to give yourself to Satan, that was your only goal.
He sink his teeth into your skin, on your blood he wants to feed, in the moonlight its looks so dark, he laps you as you bleed
Pain and pleasure crawls over you, you take in both with greed, with a howl of evil relief, he spills his demon seed
Sated and breathing hard, you open up your eyes, to see me smiling gratefully, just a dark glint in my eyes.
Was it just your boyfriend or did the Devil take your soul, was it me or the king of night, who just came in your hole
Ron
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