Let em Eat Cake
I have seen So Many Things
In My Reign as the Fetish Queen
As a Domme who is quite Curvaceous
I've known those with needs Voracious
Then I met My Candyman
His need to feed I Understand
A yearning from a By-Gone Age
Desire burning like it's Sage
A Crimpet, A Crumpet
His Concoctions are so Scrumptious
A Bon Bon or a Grape
Let em All eat Cake
You can best Believe
I love his need to Feed
Dress up like a Goddess
I will not be Modest
I play Cleopatra
Pure Lust coming Atcha
He plays My new slave
A pastry-baking knave
To feed Me sweets is what he Craves
Then drink Me down like Lemonade
His Confections are so Neat
When he comes it's such a Treat
Silky hair like long Dark Chocolate
My Candyman with a cock like a Rocket
Amber eyes like Golden Honey
A talented tongue right on the Money
Body Jacked, he's my Sugar Shack
When I ride that jock it's a Sugar Shock
A Recipe for Divinity
Decadence through Chemistry
Delicious is the Love We Make
Salacious when he eats My Cake
Hey good looking! What you got Cooking?
Cover Me in Custard Pudding
Massage Me with that Edible Oil
Bury you in My Warmest Soil
A Bakery for Ecstasy
When My Candyman visits Me
Give Me a Call on Niteflirt.com and Treat Yourself to True Southern Charm!
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