The magic of reflected love
Daddy likes what you do for him,
Your tongue licking along his bulging shaft.
He simply adores the view,
As your hand firmly grasps.
He loves you sucking his lollipop,
Your lips around its head.
Can’t get enough of his Babygirl,
Getting filthy in a cum covered mess.
Daddy likes what you do for him,
It makes him feel so alive.
He loves the way his sweet little girl,
Laps up her gift her surprise.
Lust, yeah, that’s my sin,
Looking at you beauty, with that filthy grin.
Gluttony, yeah, that’s another,
Wanting to feast, this greedy mother fucker.
Pride, yeah, something I’ve got,
Proud of what’s yours, my beauty’s throbbing cock.
Envy, woah, that one’s yours,
All so jealous that I fuck Beauty sore.
Wrath, nah, I ain’t got time to hate,
I’ll leave that to the trolls, that’s their fate.
Sloth, hmmm, maybe that’s true,
Well we’ve all gotta rest once fucking’s through.
Seven sins, some ours, some yours,
But will they really bar heaven’s course?