Pussy is pussy, game is game, once you recognize it,

You'll see it's all the same

I Hear You:

Whispering In my ear, "You're beautiful and so sweet!"

Lying and shelling out all those promises you can't keep.

"I wont ever hurt you", You say with a smile, as you pull my hair from my face,

I can see you plotting all the while, looking at your watch, estimating how long you gotta talk to me before my panties are wet and on their way off.

"I bet you taste so sweet", you lick your lips and say, as you're placing playa kisses up and down my neck, watching my demeanor change, and you think- this girl is weak.

Sliding your hands down right above my knee, you simply smile and ask, will you relax, please, then you slowly seperate my knees and let your hands flow up between my thighs, thinking yeah, she bout to give it up.

You moaning as I ride your dick, deep breathing ath the rise and fall of my ass crating the rhythm I'm proud to call my own.

Your groans and heavy sighs can be heard from afar as I take control of my body and yours.

When you're hitting this pussy from the back and obediently I throw It back, looking at you in your eyes and replying "I't Yours Daddy Take That!" When you ask me "Who's Pussy is It?" and rhythmatically and forefully give my round ass a smack.

You lead me I follow- blow by blow.

You go fast, I'm up for the task, you go slow,

I can take every Inch of your pole.

I can cum on command,

 have my juices running flowing enough to flood dry land,

But when it comes down to it, in your mind, anything I can do another dame can.

So baby recognize, I realize that a hole is a hole, and words should be counted as cheap, because It's been heard before and  nothing in this pussy chasing game will ever, ever change-

what seperates me from the other bitches, hoes, dames, sluts, tricks, dimes, ladies, women, and broads aint my pussy nor my breast, cause a man can burry his bone in any hole and they don't make one bra in my size,

but the secert it's how I use my BRAIN!