Here Comes the Prince

Here comes the prince with his carriage
He is holding his hand out
Guiding me into his ride with a smile
I am sitting alongside him
Thrilled about how the night will go
He is touching my arms
Tracing his hands against its warmth
Oh, how romantic and charming he is
His hands are searching for my legs
Exposing the skin beneath my skirt
Oh, how handsome and sensual he is
His lips are nibbling on my ears
Whispering how he wants to unravel me
Oh, how funny and respectful he is
His fingers rub against my inner thigh
Playing with my panties’s edges
Oh, how daring and marvelous he is
He pulls up the ruffles of my dress
And winks at me when he peeks under
Oh, how attractive and lovely he is
He asks me if I want to go to his place
So, we can chill and lay in his bed
Oh, how polite and enchanting he is
I give him a smile with no answer
But he is already telling himself yes
And I just look out into the window
Excited about what this night will bring
Oh, how foolish and stupid I am