"F*ck me" heels
Blood red lipstick
I must say she looks perfect
As she wraps her legs around my neck
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
No bullshit
No masquerade
Straight to her knees I feed her doll face
And the mysteries beneath her lace
Take me away to a boundless, special place
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
Her lips, her thighs
Both mine to open wide
Just make sure that the price is right
She won't say no
Unless I tell her so
We both know who is in control
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
Some call her slut
Some call her whore
But to me she's so much more
Especially when I cum in her back door
You know I need to cum in her back door
Billy Shakespeare - Whore Lyrics
Billy Shakespeare - Whore Lyrics
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"F*ck me" heels
Blood red lipstick
I must say she looks perfect
As she wraps her legs around my neck
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
No bullshit
No masquerade
Straight to her knees I feed her doll face
And the mysteries beneath her lace
Take me away to a boundless, special place
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
Her lips, her thighs
Both mine to open wide
Just make sure that the price is right
She won't say no
Unless I tell her so
We both know who is in control
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
Some call her slut
Some call her whore
But to me she's so much more
Especially when I cum in her back door
You know I need to cum in her back door
Blood red lipstick
I must say she looks perfect
As she wraps her legs around my neck
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
No bullshit
No masquerade
Straight to her knees I feed her doll face
And the mysteries beneath her lace
Take me away to a boundless, special place
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
Her lips, her thighs
Both mine to open wide
Just make sure that the price is right
She won't say no
Unless I tell her so
We both know who is in control
Somehow she knows just what I need
A $1000 tailor-made fantasy
Some call her slut
Some call her whore
But to me she's so much more
Especially when I cum in her back door
You know I need to cum in her back door
Writer: Jimy Karitsiotis
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