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Goth girl
Goth girl
Pretty little goth girl, you're always dressed so dark, smokey eyes, dark lipstick, you make my fires spark
Short skirts and stockings, lacy and full of holes, I'm captured by your beauty, I need to own your soul
I know you often come here to sit amongst the graves, reading all the headstones, the solitude you crave
But tonight you are not alone, in the shadows I stand still, waiting for the moment, to take you at my will
Like a silent assassin, I'm slowly creeping up behind, I can see your neck vein pulse, it brings feeding to my mind
I'm just about to grab you, you turn it makes me freeze, I realise you're the Vampire Queen and drop straight to my knees
She throws her head back and laughs, " you thought I was your prey, but I've got a use for you, a fuck I need lets play
She lays back upon the stone, her legs her legs she opens wide, I rip off her panties, I drive my tongue inside
You don't say no to the Queen, she rules over all thats dammed, I take my throbbing penis, inside the Queen I slammed
Vampire fucking, often can last right through the night, passion over takes you, it's like fucking mixed with fight
Your bodies crashing off the stones, birds scatter from the trees, you must give the Queen your all, it is your job to please
After she's cum several time, within a fuck so hard a rough, she raises her hand to show me, my Queen had had enough
She hands me her ripped panties, it was to be my souvenir, not that anyone would believe me that the Vampire Queen was here
Soon it was time to go, we could not walk within the realm of men, the Queen kisses me on the cheek and says "we'll meet again"
Then standing in the graveyard, soon I was all alone, my Goth girl was the Vampire Queen and through the night she'll roam
Looking for a victim, a blood bank or just a fuck, tonight I was her plaything, I just can't believe my luck
Ron
Pretty little goth girl, you're always dressed so dark, smokey eyes, dark lipstick, you make my fires spark
Short skirts and stockings, lacy and full of holes, I'm captured by your beauty, I need to own your soul
I know you often come here to sit amongst the graves, reading all the headstones, the solitude you crave
But tonight you are not alone, in the shadows I stand still, waiting for the moment, to take you at my will
Like a silent assassin, I'm slowly creeping up behind, I can see your neck vein pulse, it brings feeding to my mind
I'm just about to grab you, you turn it makes me freeze, I realise you're the Vampire Queen and drop straight to my knees
She throws her head back and laughs, " you thought I was your prey, but I've got a use for you, a fuck I need lets play
She lays back upon the stone, her legs her legs she opens wide, I rip off her panties, I drive my tongue inside
You don't say no to the Queen, she rules over all thats dammed, I take my throbbing penis, inside the Queen I slammed
Vampire fucking, often can last right through the night, passion over takes you, it's like fucking mixed with fight
Your bodies crashing off the stones, birds scatter from the trees, you must give the Queen your all, it is your job to please
After she's cum several time, within a fuck so hard a rough, she raises her hand to show me, my Queen had had enough
She hands me her ripped panties, it was to be my souvenir, not that anyone would believe me that the Vampire Queen was here
Soon it was time to go, we could not walk within the realm of men, the Queen kisses me on the cheek and says "we'll meet again"
Then standing in the graveyard, soon I was all alone, my Goth girl was the Vampire Queen and through the night she'll roam
Looking for a victim, a blood bank or just a fuck, tonight I was her plaything, I just can't believe my luck
Ron
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