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Little Red Corset
I called her on the telephone
I guess I was going through this fever phase
You know how long they last
But I had to give in to what the hearts wants
I thought we’d have a blast
She said hurry up and come
So I ran faster than race horses
She opened the door amused
The best booty calls come late at night
The kind that light the fuse
And she wore a
Little red corset
That’s going to come off fast
Little red corset
The time for formalities had passed
I couldn’t believe my eyes
A cleavage so full they were begging to be set free
I wished I could have taken a picture
Of her and them and me
But then I began to worry
I didn’t have enough enough class
When I couldn’t unfasten the lace that was it tied up tight
Then I felt like a dumbass
This damn..
Little red corset
I’m here at long last
But I feel far
Little red corset
I can’t get to her breasts now I’m all aghast
Boobies like hers
Are on another scale
I want to do something very obscene
I’m crying like a baby
Getting down on my knees
I can’t remove the tied up laces on this mean…
Little red corset
I’m here at long last
Little red corset
I can’t get to her breasts now I’m all aghast
Little red corset
The wait is making me go down
I’m feeling like a clown
Fickle damn corset
“Baby, I’m sorry I can’t remove this damned corset
You know I want to pound
But this corset
I can’t take it down
Why didn’t you wear a gown?
I’ll try another round
On this red corset
But the time is going by fast
My erection is not going to last
Uh-oh, ooh, hmm,
Listen my darling lovely queen
I just can’t hide
I have to tell you the truth
I made a mess now my pants are unclean”
It was too much at last
That little red corset
I spilled my love
I spilled my love all over my pants
Because of that damn
Little red corset
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