Toys,playing,kissing,wanting,& the fine
art of BDSM between two women.
edited 4/7/11
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We met not long ago
In a club called the Calipso
I was dressed in black leather
She was dressed in red
Her dress was slitted
Down both sides---six inches above her knee
She was drop-dead gorgeous
Long auburn hair and a smile
That takes her, 'places'
Her dress was candy apple red
Gold buttons all the way down
Stilettos patten leather red
She came up to the bar, looked around
Ordered a marguarita and flashed
A smile and then walked away
Little did she know
She was coming home with me
For we were going to play. . .
I really am not into BDSM
Makes a good pickup line
I have some of the tricks of the trade
A rack,some whips,handcuffs,paddles
Down the stairs she goes
I tell her to stand and to take off her clothes
I grab the whip and crack the floor
She knows what to say
How to obey
There was 'Dungeon Delight'
Throughout the night
I cannot confess to you
What happens in Vegas
Stays in Vegas... ... ...
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