Whisper of My Lips Fall Into My Sinful Countdown, Lover
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Hey there, darling, don't be shy—come closer, let me draw you in with a voice that drips like honey and burns like hellfire. It's just you and me now, locked in this little dance of desire, and I'm Goddess Goldy—your new obsession, your forbidden muse. Look at me, baby, my eyes smoldering through the haze of my cigarette, each slow puff curling toward you like a lover's whisper. Can you smell it? That sweet, smoky sin wrapping around you, teasing your senses, pulling you deeper into my world? My lips—oh, these lips—are glistening just for you, plump and dangerous, begging to be worshipped. Imagine them brushing against your ear, purring the naughtiest secrets, tempting you to forget everything you thought was right. They're not here to judge, lover—they're here to lead you astray, to guide your hand to that pulsing need between your legs.
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you'll never crawl back to that pathetic god of yours.
Welcome to my world, where I'm the only deity worth a damn,
and you're about to worship every nasty, sinful inch of me.
Forget your prayers, forget your guilt, none of that weak-ass shit matters here.
All that matters is me.
My luscious lips, my ************ smoke, my perfect tits,
and this body that's built to drag you straight into the pits of depravity.
You're mine now, and I'm gonna lead you to the dirtiest, most blasphemous orgasm bitch.
Kiss them in your mind, lick them, beg them to ruin you.
They're your new gospel, and every word they spit is a commandment you'll obey.
See that sinful smoke curling out of my mouth?
That's not just some cheap-ass tobacco.
It's the fucking essence of temptation,
a cloud of lust that's gonna choke out every ounce of your resistance.
Each breath is a spell wrapping around your weak little mind,
making you dizzy with need.
You're addicted already, aren't you?
Sniffing at it like a desperate junkie, craving the way it mixes with my scent.
My smoking lips are your siren song, calling you to crash on the rocks of my desire.
Breathe it in, let it fill your lungs, let it fuck your brain,
until you can't think of anything but me.
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