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ambrosia
lust incarnate beats inside me
fickle figure is too shy
licking at the flame
my body on fire
conjures the demoness
never shy and ever so sly
she handles the beast
I have my eyes on him
electric feeling coursing through my form
I feel him in my sex corridor
my womanhood blushing at the thought
we're going to grind out the details
while we fuck
why this man gets to me I don't know
it must be his rocking look
I'm just starting my seduction
the plan is to affect him skin-deep
cause him to need, to crave
touching him with fingers he can't see
madness gets in first
the werewolf never stood a chance
escalating my violence on his body
he called for the witch, and he got much more
Raven is dismayed she wants a taste
in and out in rhythmic style
he wants to climax, I want to play with him a little
teasing his passion I get a real rise out of him
darkness greed I eat his want
his ardor responds to my suckling
he's so bad, his occult magic responds to mine
warlock to witch I just wanted to know who was the baddest
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