Her Perfume Hit
Her perfume hit like a throat punch of sin,
and I knew I was fucked before we even began.
She wore latex like a second skin of war,
had a tongue like fire and knees on the floor.
Said “this ain’t love, it’s a motherfuckin’ sport.”
Her Perfume Hit
Her perfume hit like a throat punch of sin,
and I knew I was fucked before we even began.
She wore latex like a second skin of war,
had a tongue like fire and knees on the floor.
Said “this ain’t love, it’s a motherfuckin’ sport.”