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Can you feel me already, princess?
That ache between your thighs
That's my territory
Surprise me now
You drop to your knees, thighs trembling already, wet through layers
Spills from your swollen lips, voice thick with your disgrace
I grip your jaw, force your gaze, pupils blown, pupils mine
Thumb reaches, then palm out, makes you choke on the vine
Fingers trace, carbon bound, circle nipples, peak the need
Pinch into your ribbon, arch, and beg without a word indeed
That I guide your waist, panties wrenched aside, exposing bare
I stroke your dripping seam, slog, "Girls get fucked with care"
But that gap, that pretty curl of your pretty little mouth
The way your hips roll, daring me to break you now
Good girls, sometimes, but your cunt keeps when I climb
Teeth to my teeth, moan, scream my fucking name
As I stroke your sweetness, hands that split you clean in two
You're good for all, princess, every drop belongs to who?
Good girls, sometimes, but every night you crawl
I'll paint my name inside you, cum in tears and all
Good girls, sometimes, but every night you crawl
I'll paint my name inside you, cum in tears and all
The finest play's rape me, you breathe as flashing wicked fire
I'll flip your face down instantly, rip the layers from your desire
Thighs forced wide, ass hot, dripping down your trembling legs
First slap lands, wet, loud, you soak my palm, my pegs
Three fingers plunge without mercy, curling hard against that spot
Count them, my girl, as you squirt and shatter, "Thank me, harder!"
One, sir, fuck, two, sir, "Please, daddy, I'll be good"
But we both know the truth, your ruin, mark understood
Yourself's a symphony that arched back betrays your lie
You need this punishment, need my cock to make you cry!
Good girls, sometimes, but bitch, your holes beg when I take
Worship on your knees, or bend across my weighted hands
I cradle gently, hands that choke until you see God
And my grip, princess, salvation on your knees for me
Good girls, sometimes, but every night you're bred
I'll flood your womb with ownership until you're dead again
Good girls, sometimes, but every night you're bred
I'll flood your womb with ownership until you're dead
Back up, steam rises, slow
Your welter thighs still quivering
I wash my claim from between your legs, taste what I'm delivering
Pink and swollen, mine, the ruin, my demand
You vaporize, my fingers claim, where my cock just ended
Sleep now, princess
I murmur lips against your pulse
Dream of tomorrow's discipline, daddy's far from done with this slut
Broken little slut
Good girls, sometimes!
Wicked when your cunt cleansed, died
I drown you in absolution, all my cuts will win inside
As I save you, tender hands that fuck you raw and red
You bear my bruises, proudly, crown my whole, my bed, girl
Good girls, sometimes
But mind when darkness calls
(Ah!) When your body crawl
(Ah! Ah!)
When you break and fall