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Punk rebel in her short skirt, boots and fishnet stockings

Hunting for a life these dull and more exciting,

She lives in s provincial town that is conservative in everyway

But behind closed she knew some were depraved,

Nice house, nice car, two point four children

But there were some secrets that some of them had hidden,

And late at night when kids were in bed

When they were tucked up snug and tight,

Mum and dad would invite to come and pop around

And while she was there she’d submit to them,

And their lustful secretive ways

She would ride on the dad as mum,

Would watch and play then it would be the mums turn

And she quite liked all she does,

This about the sex straight up but at time they felt the love,

And as she would work her kisses and tongue of the mum

The dad would grab her from behind and pound her on and on,

Her skirt up around her waist

Her breast out of here Basque,

They go on all night like this, they always made it last,

A three way ménage a trios

Hit the spot for her everytime,

They all took turn on top, below and then from behind,

Grinding, squirming, pounding, moaning

It was the hottest time for them,

And in this conservative neighbourhood

There were more like them,

Dutiful wives and the husband’s

Respectable businessmen,

With a sordid secret side with her getting it on with the.