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The wanderer under shroud of the night |
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Exhausted with hunger and thirst |
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Destiny guides you to the lost house |
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Heavy oak door opens and you see |
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The woman illuminated with light of candles |
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She smiles to you biting her finger sensually |
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Through translucent dress |
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Appear beautiful forms of her naked breasts |
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She follows you to the soft splendid bed |
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Puts candelabrum at its head |
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And brings a bowl of excellent red wine |
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You drink and thank her for lodging and wine |
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She answers with mysterious smile |
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And let the dress falling on the floor with ease |
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Staying only in narrow lacy panties |
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You fall silent from matchless surprise |
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Stopping your look between her thighs |
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White nenuphar in her hand arises |
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She puts it into your hair and whispers closing eyes "Plunge into the world which's perfect and free Take your forbidden fruit and cling to me Touch my wet heated cunt, my sinny flesh Fuck with me cause I'm so ready and fresh Leave your past behind and let me kiss you Let me wrap my long legs around you I will satisfy you more and more Because you'll don't dare to resist the Devil's Whore" |
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You lend yourself to her sexual voice |
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And Whore's laying you down your back |
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She's standing on her knees at your feet |
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In a moment you feel her fiery mouth |
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Covering your hardened phallus |
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Her tongue, lips and fingers fondle it |
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You see in her desirous and smiling eyes |
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She seizes you stripping her shameless hole |
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And straddling her thighs |
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She's thrusting her sharp polished nails into your skin |
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Starting sexual liaison |
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And terribly laughing with pleasing sin |
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You cum into her dead fruitless womb |
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Raving Whore is triumphing |
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Her sensual red lips's striping lengthened fangs |
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Her eyes is becoming black chasms |
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And you see her true face - face of |
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Succubus She throws herself on you |
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The wanderer under shroud of the night |
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Your scream - so sweet music for |
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Daughter of |
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Darkness |
