Taunting
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Taunt me with the drinkingThe simplicity of clinkingA ship always sinkingAlways making wayTo sing, scream, moan in every toneMore, more, moreYou stupid fucking whoreSuch a ducking angelBegging and crawlingOn your knees, thinkingGod, I can’t stop thinking!How heavenly your lips felt on mineTawning over the deep red wineAnd fawning over how fucking fine you areEspecially in dark red laceCum dripping all over your faceAnd the straps, rope“Baby, please slap me”Give me a sense of fucking realityStop letting me mope it’s not a fucking jokeBut I could be yours to chokeLovingly caressing meYou’ll always be someone to please
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