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Gypsy Christmas (Collab with KristinaX)
the way you move so mystically.
I can't seem to look away.
it's like I'm hypnotized;
stuck in a trance.
touching your thighs as we start to dance.
I don't usually do this,
I'm a devoted man.
but the pull is too great.
maybe I had too many drinks.
it is Christmas Eve after all.
if only I didn't lose my job the night before.
and my wife hadn't kicked me out.
then I wouldn't be here with you.
let me tell your fortune.
on the cards, or a shaking palm.
try to read my future too.
you only want to know it with me.
as I grind my hips against your throbbing desire.
I only do this with you, at least tonight.
it's just magic...
the pool of the moon, my gravity.
alcohol is just a lie.
your job was a lie too.
and your wife is dead in my eyes.
this is the only place for you now.
as you speak I listen.
simple banter,
but every word seems like big news.
laughing at all your jokes.
telling me "let's find a place more filthy."
we end up in an abandoned railway.
here we entertain the hobos and rats
as light snow falls from the sky.
you start removing my clothes.
I want to say no,
but only yes comes out my lips.
up and down you start to ride me.
as if you were just relieving an itch.
would be a lie if I said I didn't enjoy it.
with each stride you forget a little more.
there is only me,
the fulfillment of my desires.
finding my filthy place in your mind.
no longer following a set path.
the railway of your life now derailed.
my spell is so much stronger than her.
this curse I placed on your heart
beating you, inside of me too.
I love how you cannot say no.
thrilled by this ride into insanity.
this infernal itch for you to scratch
as my nails dig in even deeper.
I grip your body tight as I start to cum.
your moans echo through the yard.
flashes of memories start to reel in my head.
my first kiss, the fight that got me here,
and one of me in the future killing myself.
you whisper in my ear
"Merry Christmas.
now don't forget.
for this is your destiny if you fall astray again."
I waken to my wife beside me.
she looks as though we just had sex.
was this all just a dream?
perhaps, but I’ll heed what that gypsy said.
turning my wife over to give it to her once more.
I can't seem to look away.
it's like I'm hypnotized;
stuck in a trance.
touching your thighs as we start to dance.
I don't usually do this,
I'm a devoted man.
but the pull is too great.
maybe I had too many drinks.
it is Christmas Eve after all.
if only I didn't lose my job the night before.
and my wife hadn't kicked me out.
then I wouldn't be here with you.
let me tell your fortune.
on the cards, or a shaking palm.
try to read my future too.
you only want to know it with me.
as I grind my hips against your throbbing desire.
I only do this with you, at least tonight.
it's just magic...
the pool of the moon, my gravity.
alcohol is just a lie.
your job was a lie too.
and your wife is dead in my eyes.
this is the only place for you now.
as you speak I listen.
simple banter,
but every word seems like big news.
laughing at all your jokes.
telling me "let's find a place more filthy."
we end up in an abandoned railway.
here we entertain the hobos and rats
as light snow falls from the sky.
you start removing my clothes.
I want to say no,
but only yes comes out my lips.
up and down you start to ride me.
as if you were just relieving an itch.
would be a lie if I said I didn't enjoy it.
with each stride you forget a little more.
there is only me,
the fulfillment of my desires.
finding my filthy place in your mind.
no longer following a set path.
the railway of your life now derailed.
my spell is so much stronger than her.
this curse I placed on your heart
beating you, inside of me too.
I love how you cannot say no.
thrilled by this ride into insanity.
this infernal itch for you to scratch
as my nails dig in even deeper.
I grip your body tight as I start to cum.
your moans echo through the yard.
flashes of memories start to reel in my head.
my first kiss, the fight that got me here,
and one of me in the future killing myself.
you whisper in my ear
"Merry Christmas.
now don't forget.
for this is your destiny if you fall astray again."
I waken to my wife beside me.
she looks as though we just had sex.
was this all just a dream?
perhaps, but I’ll heed what that gypsy said.
turning my wife over to give it to her once more.
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