Control III

This makes me want to be naughty
That made her want to be naughty!
I whispered - girl, I' hope he gets rough
And I turned to the corner. I'm shy. See.
I listened to them doing stuff:

All sorts of int'resting manoeuvres,
With her sort of over his lap;
The rustle of clothing soon proved Sir
Was eager to give her that slap...

One she, of course, so needed,
With panties part-pulled off her flesh;
I thought she would soon be seeded
With daddy's come: so nice and fresh,

And then there would be a short silence
Before Sir made her bottom burn...
And, once the door closed after violence,
Then,at last, it was really MY turn...

Méli ❤️
 
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