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Enticed
You say you have the power to make me squirt
Well here, I offer you to take a sip from the fountain of pussy
Your penis could be the plunger, so daddy won't you come unclog me
Let your mouth serve as a paper towel and soak up all of my drippings, I am so gushy
Oysters are the biggest afrodiasic, well come suck up my inner shell like I am one
Sweet, sweet ice cream dream
Lick me slow and let me know when you are about to cream
I'm like a lion trapped in a cage, eager to be set free
Come tame this purring kitty and bring all that loving to me
Learn my body, like it's ABCs
Twin melons come swinging on these
Come give them a lemon squeeze
Whenever I get to loud
Please let all of your five fingers serve as my muzzle
Portraying innocence to the world, but a freak in sworn secrecy
There you are like a thief in the night, taking away something I guarded ever so heavily
No need to have a love language
When you can speak to my body in tongues
Be the air that I breathe
Please be the oxygen to my lungs
You are the mirror and I am the reflection staring back at you
Just as mime work, we let out bodies do the talking
No need for oohs, ahhs and exaggerated moaning
Learning how to please and tease you are skills that I'm focused on honing
Well here, I offer you to take a sip from the fountain of pussy
Your penis could be the plunger, so daddy won't you come unclog me
Let your mouth serve as a paper towel and soak up all of my drippings, I am so gushy
Oysters are the biggest afrodiasic, well come suck up my inner shell like I am one
Sweet, sweet ice cream dream
Lick me slow and let me know when you are about to cream
I'm like a lion trapped in a cage, eager to be set free
Come tame this purring kitty and bring all that loving to me
Learn my body, like it's ABCs
Twin melons come swinging on these
Come give them a lemon squeeze
Whenever I get to loud
Please let all of your five fingers serve as my muzzle
Portraying innocence to the world, but a freak in sworn secrecy
There you are like a thief in the night, taking away something I guarded ever so heavily
No need to have a love language
When you can speak to my body in tongues
Be the air that I breathe
Please be the oxygen to my lungs
You are the mirror and I am the reflection staring back at you
Just as mime work, we let out bodies do the talking
No need for oohs, ahhs and exaggerated moaning
Learning how to please and tease you are skills that I'm focused on honing
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