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The Game (V.2)

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I couldn't rest. The other one didn't do it for me. This one is... closer. *** We're gonna play a little game, Normie Let's imagine the two of us Alone Standin' in front of a mirror You reachin' up to undo the pin in my hair, lettin' my copper waves fall I'm wearing that white button-down of yours Are you ready to play, big dog? Sit down, babe, Kitten's got some things to show you Wanna take you different places, give your mind a new view Got this white shirt comin' off, babe, button by button Takin' my time, the rest of the world gon' be forgotten My fingers gonna slide real slow down these hips Wanna feel your gaze burnin' as my hand dips Slips Gatherin' the moisture on my ʇılɔ Give it a ʞɔıl Turnin' to the mirror now, watchin' myself bend Gonna take my seat in your lap, let the real fun begin Got these leather straps ready, gonna bind us as we descend Deeper into chaos, deeper than we've ever been I'ma fasten us, your thighs to my thighs Got us locked together, babe, that shit's gonna be tight Stretch your legs out, Normie, make me open wider Got me sittin' right here, your sweet little rider Feel your fingers drawin' circles in these juices I'm creatin' Swirlin' 'round my ʇılɔ, boy, gonna have me fuckin' shakin' Tease me tease me tease me, oh Yeah, press that fingertip in slow I want you deeper, Normie, but I crave the tease That fingertip barely stretchin' the entrance to my needs Got me whimperin' like a kitten trapped inside her cage Know exactly how to flip my fuckin' switch and to assuage Roll your finger back up, Normie, find my ʇılɔ again Press harder now, buildin' pressure like a hurricane Remember what you said? Want me to taste my own sticky liquid Bring those fingers to my lips, I'll ʞɔıl 'em clean, babe let's be wicked Tongue swirlin' 'round your knuckles, savorin' my own sweet cream Makin' filthy eye contact in the reflection, livin' out my wettest dreams Back and forth, this cruel slow dance, testin' every edge I've got Teasin', tastin', takin' turns, gettin' hotter, God, I'm 'bout to fuckin' pop Bound here feelin' every tease, my heartbeat poundin' low Strapped tight to your strong legs, nowhere left for me to go You hold the key to my achin', deep inside my belly's burnin' Kitten's beggin' for release, can't you feel my body yearnin' This slow delicious torture drives me out my fuckin' mind Need your fingers, your ʞɔoɔ, Please, bury somethin' deep inside... Stretch your legs out, Normie, make me open wider Got me sittin' right here, your pretty little rider Feel your fingers drawin' circles in these juices I'm creatin' Swirlin' 'round my ʇılɔ, boy, gonna have me fuckin' shakin' Tease me tease me tease me, oh Yeah, press that fingertip in real slow Two fingers curlin' deep, makin' my body arch Hard Got my breast in your palm, slow pinchin' on my 𝖓𝖎𝖕𝖘 Gotta have them little things turnin' pinker than my lips The mirror shows it all, got me buckin', so beguilin' Your clothed control drivin' me fuckin' wild And "Please" just ain't enough to convey how much I need it Got this bound ʎssnd hungry, babe, you needa feed it My spread legs are tremblin', the leather pullin' taut All I can choke out's "Need all of you, Normie, now" Your laugh's a dark caress, your fingers dig in deeper, That mirror showin' me surrenderin' to my filthy Big Dog keeper (Need you now) (Oh, he's my keeper) (Open me wider) (This is the game, babe) (Are you ready?)