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Naughty's Never Nice
The sight of your pale porcelain mask
as your crimson robe hits the tiles of this dark dungeon floor
a downpour of your exotic abuse keeps me warm
no bounds in desire
my secret admirer restrains my inhibitions
the reverse images in this room of mirrors
my tears of aphotic passion
may they be everlasting from the lips of feminine fire that clamor over the tingling of my skin
my erogenous twin likes what it sees
please don't ever let it stop
throw away the keys that lock this carnal cage
please madame please
i'll do whatever you say
sensually rough
as the naughty never play nice
the drizzling drops from this smoldering candle burn like a blazing blue ice
my ritualistic desire
your femme fatale attire has me dripping as your gripping my throat
the enchanting taste of you that lingers on my tongue
a passion to be released as you sensually beat my desires into the exotic throes of a euphoric bliss
that fiery kiss you press to my trembling lips
my hips quiver and shake
i love the love you make
i love the way that you want too
i'm yours
but I'm free
YOU are the master of me
the subservient property of a salacious libido at your lewd service
my vitality runs deep beneath the passionate welts of this lovingly lacerated surface
felt only upon this tender broken skin
my masochistic heart that feverishly beats
and bleeds for you within
ELI
as your crimson robe hits the tiles of this dark dungeon floor
a downpour of your exotic abuse keeps me warm
no bounds in desire
my secret admirer restrains my inhibitions
the reverse images in this room of mirrors
my tears of aphotic passion
may they be everlasting from the lips of feminine fire that clamor over the tingling of my skin
my erogenous twin likes what it sees
please don't ever let it stop
throw away the keys that lock this carnal cage
please madame please
i'll do whatever you say
sensually rough
as the naughty never play nice
the drizzling drops from this smoldering candle burn like a blazing blue ice
my ritualistic desire
your femme fatale attire has me dripping as your gripping my throat
the enchanting taste of you that lingers on my tongue
a passion to be released as you sensually beat my desires into the exotic throes of a euphoric bliss
that fiery kiss you press to my trembling lips
my hips quiver and shake
i love the love you make
i love the way that you want too
i'm yours
but I'm free
YOU are the master of me
the subservient property of a salacious libido at your lewd service
my vitality runs deep beneath the passionate welts of this lovingly lacerated surface
felt only upon this tender broken skin
my masochistic heart that feverishly beats
and bleeds for you within
ELI
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