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The brain Imp
The Brain Imp
They call me the brain Imp, I want to come and play, let me plant some sexy thoughts, turn you on today
Get you excited, make you twitchy, aroused, damp and wet, make you want to have a fuck or maybe better yet
Get you to touch yourself, perhaps grab a toy for pleasure, put a little pain through your body, or a spank just for good measure
Let me deep into your brain, I'll hunt out your wildest dreams, I'll turn them into reality or to you that's how it seems
Pictures like a film, showing X rated movies in your head, making you to get home from work and climb straight into to bed
You begin to move on your chair, you get that needy ache right down below, you can feel your pussy getting damp, you hope the stain won't show
It's getting hotter in the office, you fear people can see your sexual flush, in your mind I'm fucking you, these thoughts you try to crush
Sadly it's to late for that my dear, you opened up your imaginations door, you let in the brain Imp, now he wants to play some more
So now you're in a damp patch, I'm living in your brain, doing my best to turn you on, until you cum again
Ron
They call me the brain Imp, I want to come and play, let me plant some sexy thoughts, turn you on today
Get you excited, make you twitchy, aroused, damp and wet, make you want to have a fuck or maybe better yet
Get you to touch yourself, perhaps grab a toy for pleasure, put a little pain through your body, or a spank just for good measure
Let me deep into your brain, I'll hunt out your wildest dreams, I'll turn them into reality or to you that's how it seems
Pictures like a film, showing X rated movies in your head, making you to get home from work and climb straight into to bed
You begin to move on your chair, you get that needy ache right down below, you can feel your pussy getting damp, you hope the stain won't show
It's getting hotter in the office, you fear people can see your sexual flush, in your mind I'm fucking you, these thoughts you try to crush
Sadly it's to late for that my dear, you opened up your imaginations door, you let in the brain Imp, now he wants to play some more
So now you're in a damp patch, I'm living in your brain, doing my best to turn you on, until you cum again
Ron
Published 29th Mar 2021
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I'm always hiding waiting to pounce
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