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Her Daughter's Last Act
This is the story of how a young person's unthinking decision can have far-reaching and tragic consequences. In 1985, Lacey was born into a loving home. She grew into a beautiful seventeen-year-old who met Chad, a young man from a not so fine home.
In 2002, they had a fling, or so she thought. It was their first sexual experience. Lacey soon dropped Chad and moved on to a fella from a better background. Lacey married and had a daughter, Ashley. Ashley grew into a beautiful seventeen-year-old. Chad saw Ashley with her mother and father at an event.
Chad had nursed a grudge against Lacy that grew over the years. Something snapped when he saw Lacey sitting there with her beautiful daughter and her handsome husband. Chad and a couple of his thug buddies kidnapped Ashley and that’s how we find her strapped to his bed in a shack far from civilization.
I saw you that night at the ballgame
Sitting with Lacy and your well-off dad
Then my mind went back to your mother
And the wonderful times we had
You see, Lacey and I were once lovers
I swore to my friends she’d be mine
But it turned out I wouldn’t be good enough
The things she wanted were fine
You were the result of their union in marriage
You’re lovely and upscale for sure
You're everything your mother wished to be
But tonight I'll be taking your tour
Since Lacey I've never had one as classy as you
Honor student and a cheerleader, too
They raised you right and gave you the best
Bet you've never really had a screw
Oh wouldn’t your mom love to see us now
You naked and strapped to my bed
Reminded of how she tossed me aside
Surely by now she feels dread
I look in your eyes and see Lacey’s brows
But yours are wrinkled and troubled
Please don’t fret now I’ll take care of you
Don't you think we make a cute couple?
Tell your mom that the meanness she did
Has come back to fall on her daughter
Now please spread your legs and let me see
If you’re as sweet and fine as your mother
Ah, yes it turns out you’re your mom’s little girl
I touch and remember that place
Then I fall into you as your eyes well with tears
Cock pressing into a warm sacred vase
And so, now you weep, soon your mother will, too
When she learns of tonight’s special time
I kiss your tender young lips and whisper,
“Your death will come with the midnight chime”
Why should you have to die you ask?
You have a point I must say
Let’s see how this evening progresses
Perhaps you'll live to see more days
I'll pump you with passion I felt for your mother
Your cries are approval I’m sure
Until the clock chimes you’ll be only mine
Thank you for sharing these pleasures
Oh, please take my cock in your shiny moist lips
Do me right and maybe you’ll live
There, that’s a good girl, you suck like your mom
Think of the pleasures your future might give
You’re the age now that your mother was then
All our tomorrows before us were spread
Sadly, your mother will live with this vision
Her daughter’s last act was giving me head
In 2002, they had a fling, or so she thought. It was their first sexual experience. Lacey soon dropped Chad and moved on to a fella from a better background. Lacey married and had a daughter, Ashley. Ashley grew into a beautiful seventeen-year-old. Chad saw Ashley with her mother and father at an event.
Chad had nursed a grudge against Lacy that grew over the years. Something snapped when he saw Lacey sitting there with her beautiful daughter and her handsome husband. Chad and a couple of his thug buddies kidnapped Ashley and that’s how we find her strapped to his bed in a shack far from civilization.
I saw you that night at the ballgame
Sitting with Lacy and your well-off dad
Then my mind went back to your mother
And the wonderful times we had
You see, Lacey and I were once lovers
I swore to my friends she’d be mine
But it turned out I wouldn’t be good enough
The things she wanted were fine
You were the result of their union in marriage
You’re lovely and upscale for sure
You're everything your mother wished to be
But tonight I'll be taking your tour
Since Lacey I've never had one as classy as you
Honor student and a cheerleader, too
They raised you right and gave you the best
Bet you've never really had a screw
Oh wouldn’t your mom love to see us now
You naked and strapped to my bed
Reminded of how she tossed me aside
Surely by now she feels dread
I look in your eyes and see Lacey’s brows
But yours are wrinkled and troubled
Please don’t fret now I’ll take care of you
Don't you think we make a cute couple?
Tell your mom that the meanness she did
Has come back to fall on her daughter
Now please spread your legs and let me see
If you’re as sweet and fine as your mother
Ah, yes it turns out you’re your mom’s little girl
I touch and remember that place
Then I fall into you as your eyes well with tears
Cock pressing into a warm sacred vase
And so, now you weep, soon your mother will, too
When she learns of tonight’s special time
I kiss your tender young lips and whisper,
“Your death will come with the midnight chime”
Why should you have to die you ask?
You have a point I must say
Let’s see how this evening progresses
Perhaps you'll live to see more days
I'll pump you with passion I felt for your mother
Your cries are approval I’m sure
Until the clock chimes you’ll be only mine
Thank you for sharing these pleasures
Oh, please take my cock in your shiny moist lips
Do me right and maybe you’ll live
There, that’s a good girl, you suck like your mom
Think of the pleasures your future might give
You’re the age now that your mother was then
All our tomorrows before us were spread
Sadly, your mother will live with this vision
Her daughter’s last act was giving me head
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