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The grey noir ambience posing on the wall Shiny black whips that won't hurt at all Listen to the rustle of the chains on her hips Leather velvet skin and satin lips Fall to your knees Femme fatale High-heeled boots on the bed Femme fatale Frame the words she said Femme fatale As she strikes the blow Still you can't go Your femme in leather is waiting The foreboding cold that breaks you into a sweat That rushing cacophony you won't forget You feel her eyes pierce your skin As you realise who'll win You softly whisper please Femme fatale Watch her mouth turn red Femme fatale Hands lightly tread Femme fatale To her a debt you owe So put on for her a show Your femme in leather is waiting And despite all this you know That you still love her so Your femme in leather is waiting How good it is to please
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Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 12:42 PM UTC
Femme Fatale
The grey noir ambience posing on the wall Shiny black whips that won't hurt at all Listen to the rustle of the chains on her hips Leather velvet skin and satin lips Fall to your knees Femme fatale High-heeled boots on the bed Femme fatale Frame the words she said Femme fatale As she strikes the blow Still you can't go Your femme in leather is waiting The foreboding cold that breaks you into a sweat That rushing cacophony you won't forget You feel her eyes pierce your skin As you realise who'll win You softly whisper please Femme fatale Watch her mouth turn red Femme fatale Hands lightly tread Femme fatale To her a debt you owe So put on for her a show Your femme in leather is waiting And despite all this you know That you still love her so Your femme in leather is waiting How good it is to please
Well, this isn't very subtle is it?
#femme#fatale#leather
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Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 12:42 PM UTC
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