Bragging about a fox
You say my clothes look lovely,
But I know it's all a lie,
I can see that lustful stare,
In your wandering eye.
You don't care about the clothes,
But about the fur that's underneath,
You just want to strip me down,
And make me touch your sheathe.
You want to see me naked,
My curves, my breasts, my slit,
I'm the fox you brag about,
The ass you get to hit.
You tell your friends about me,
How good I am in bed,
You brag about my prowess,
At giving such great head.
You tell the boys my pussy,
Is sweeter than caramel crème,
You make sure to leave them hard,
And leave me in their dreams.
The girls all call me slutty,
So I call their bluff,
I'd gladly bitch in front of them,
And show them all my stuff.
So what if I am slutty,
Sure I give boys head,
At least their eyes aren't on you,
Cause they're on me instead.
So tonight I'll strip down naked,
And crawl into your bed,
I'll tease and flaunt perfection,
Cause I give such great head.
I'll make your cock beg for me,
I'll make it stand up straight,
You say you have to work tomorrow?
Baby, you'll be late.
You want to brag then do it,
I'll give you stuff to tell,
Cause what you don't know is,
They know it just as well.
Your friends have all been in me,
I've sucked all their bones dry,
So when you brag about me,
They know it's not a lie.