I want your pussy on a plate,
So I can feed before I fuck it straight.
I want your arse up in a swing,
So I can lube and slide my cock in.
I want you in fishnet looking hellishly hot.
So I can get my fill of the fetishes I’ve got.
The magic of reflected love
I want your pussy on a plate,
So I can feed before I fuck it straight.
I want your arse up in a swing,
So I can lube and slide my cock in.
I want you in fishnet looking hellishly hot.
So I can get my fill of the fetishes I’ve got.
There are things,
Unspeakable things.
Things that I want from you.
There are things,
Perverted things.
Things that I want to do.
There are things,
Wicked things.
Things that my blackened soul craves.
There are things,
Lustful things.
Things only given by those that are brave.
So pluck up your courage,
Call upon stored resolve.
And give me those things,
And the pleasures that they hold.