Dress Up
I love playing dress up
pubescent dawn rocking
the late night in slow silence
breaking the rules of divineness
I love playing dress up
when my silk skirt trickle smoothly
milk down my bottomless back
my curves an erotic ass
I love playing dress up
son's sinful secret act
I hold firmly the cross
dresser under her ring's sacrifice alas
But I love playing dress up
she may be bound to the moon
a few cut breaths and again her' is mine
my back, my curves, my erotic ass
I love playing dress up
I can't wait until dawn
where again I'm pubescent light
playing dress up with my lady night
where I can turn her around and pull her.......dress up
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76477-OEM-0011903-00102Luis G. Pizarro II
pubescent dawn rocking
the late night in slow silence
breaking the rules of divineness
I love playing dress up
when my silk skirt trickle smoothly
milk down my bottomless back
my curves an erotic ass
I love playing dress up
son's sinful secret act
I hold firmly the cross
dresser under her ring's sacrifice alas
But I love playing dress up
she may be bound to the moon
a few cut breaths and again her' is mine
my back, my curves, my erotic ass
I love playing dress up
I can't wait until dawn
where again I'm pubescent light
playing dress up with my lady night
where I can turn her around and pull her.......dress up
copyright All Rights ReservedMCN#
76477-OEM-0011903-00102Luis G. Pizarro II
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