Blowing kisses,
Is inocent she said,
As she drew the eye liner a little thicker across her eye lids,
Biting your lip,
Is perfectly okay,
As her lips bleed red,
Shade 918,
Uncrossing your legs,
Is a little inviting,
As the stilletos gleamed against the dim lighting,
She said,
Tight clothes,
Make me wanted,
She said as her body bended down,
A hand came down hard on her ***
Bra less see through shirts,
Add to the thrill,
Her ******* profound,
Lace lingerie,
Makes the boys drool,
I'm a burlesque babe!
Don't look shocked,
I was raised this way,
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
Blowing kisses,
Is inocent she said,
As she drew the eye liner a little thicker across her eye lids,
Biting your lip,
Is perfectly okay,
As her lips bleed red,
Shade 918,
Uncrossing your legs,
Is a little inviting,
As the stilletos gleamed against the dim lighting,
She said,
Tight clothes,
Make me wanted,
She said as her body bended down,
A hand came down hard on her ***
Bra less see through shirts,
Add to the thrill,
Her ******* profound,
Lace lingerie,
Makes the boys drool,
I'm a burlesque babe!
Don't look shocked,
I was raised this way,
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