queen nicotine

Nicotine is my queen,
She will be with me allways ,
But she treats me so mean,
Shes wot i want allways,
My freedom i want to redeem,
But im her prisoner allways.

She stands there with her hand on her hip, and licking her lip
I cant refuse a kiss.
Im calling out mayday,
I cant keep this
bitch at bay.

She stole my soul,
Now im stuck
in this tobacco hell hole.
Shes between my fingers.
Her perfume lingers.
Shes the perfect fuck.
I put her between my lips and suck.

She chips the stress away.
Its a mess that i need her everyday
She aint no good girl,
More like a canny tranny
who i know im gonna call

because shes still my pearl.
It isn't a good deal
That fell for her
Now its a long fall.

 

 

◄ Lust lies

Comments

Profile image

M.C. Newberry

Thu 26th Nov 2015 16:49

The hidden face of a queen revealed as a "fag hag"! How
thankful I am that coughing over a Peter Stuyvesant in
the deserted wood near my boyhood home failed to
convince me of the attractions others felt for "the weed".

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses only functional cookies that are essential to the operation of the site. We do not use cookies related to advertising or tracking. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message