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Indecent

We play a dangerous game, my dear
Whisper your sins into my ear
Lust tickles at my finger tips
I want a taste, I want to slip
Glide your hand up my eager thigh
I shiver at thoughts of you inside
The words I know I cannot say
Oh, this dangerous game we play
My dear, my love, my fucking grace
Take me down into a dirty place
Let me taste the wild in your kiss
I don't want the hand I want the fist
We play a dangerous game, my dear
I am the monster we all fear
Written by SickSanityJenn (Esoteric)
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