Spellbound
With smiling lips, and laughing blue eyes…
Primal passion builds into a moaning sigh.
The White Witch has only just begun…
For she is all about pleasure and fun.
Her fingertips stroking inside your mind…
She will consume all of you there is to find.
Uninhibited and wild, she lets herself go…
Unleashed sexual climax is about to explode.
Adorable and delicious she’s a bit of a freak…
She’s one of a kind and extremely unique.
She’s in-tune with herself and carries no fear…
Her appetite for sex will lure you near.
If you lucky enough to be her target of prey…
You will never encounter anyone like her again.
When she laughs and says you’re her voodoo doll…
Be cautious, treat her right or lose your soul.
You will never have sex like you do with a witch…
As sweet as she is, she can still be a *****.
She’s pure at heart and very cautious of hurt…
But if you betray her, your **** kisses THE DIRT !
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