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Bluelighter
Her name was Donna Matrix,
Transvestite dominatrix,
The best night of my life,
Should I admit this?
Should I regret this?
Do I miss this?
I first met her in a bar,
Wearing leather lace and suspender,
Clearly a gender bender,
How could I miss this?
I couldn’t resist this,
Blinded by bought bliss,
Her taught bits
And even when I realized I thought this…
“Would, I’d hit this!”
We made out by the bar,
But didn’t go too far,
Inspired me to whimpah,
“Maybe we could go to my car?”
And the look in her eye, burned with desire,
Made me feel like the entire venue was on fire,
Six foot with no heels never ending was her thigh.
And even though I knew, she’s surely a guy,
She did something to me… to myself I couldn’t lie …
Maybe I was high? But I thought this…
“Could I’d hit this!”
Her plump lipped soft kiss,
A waft - a whiff of her seductive fragrance,
As she hugs with her hips.
But it’s the bulge that is
Decidedly surprising,
Revealing what she’s hiding,
But secretly I’m unbridling
A horse of my own.
Could I really take her home?
Who’d give the dog-a-bone?
Am I safe with her alone?
But a chance was what I’d be takin
How often are you on holiday in Jamaica?
And although I’m not a big risk taker
On this warm night we went swimming in the lake an’
Got the nake on, made out, made bacon
Way out, snakes out,
Moon light and and no doubt
No moonshine could block out
That I thought this…
“Yeah I’d hit this!”
Transvestite dominatrix,
The best night of my life,
Should I admit this?
Should I regret this?
Do I miss this?
I first met her in a bar,
Wearing leather lace and suspender,
Clearly a gender bender,
How could I miss this?
I couldn’t resist this,
Blinded by bought bliss,
Her taught bits
And even when I realized I thought this…
“Would, I’d hit this!”
We made out by the bar,
But didn’t go too far,
Inspired me to whimpah,
“Maybe we could go to my car?”
And the look in her eye, burned with desire,
Made me feel like the entire venue was on fire,
Six foot with no heels never ending was her thigh.
And even though I knew, she’s surely a guy,
She did something to me… to myself I couldn’t lie …
Maybe I was high? But I thought this…
“Could I’d hit this!”
Her plump lipped soft kiss,
A waft - a whiff of her seductive fragrance,
As she hugs with her hips.
But it’s the bulge that is
Decidedly surprising,
Revealing what she’s hiding,
But secretly I’m unbridling
A horse of my own.
Could I really take her home?
Who’d give the dog-a-bone?
Am I safe with her alone?
But a chance was what I’d be takin
How often are you on holiday in Jamaica?
And although I’m not a big risk taker
On this warm night we went swimming in the lake an’
Got the nake on, made out, made bacon
Way out, snakes out,
Moon light and and no doubt
No moonshine could block out
That I thought this…
“Yeah I’d hit this!”
