No soy un angel soy sissy

At times you feel corneredAnd desire moves you to produce yourselfYou're not an angel even though you look like oneYou win the street with the sensation of forgetting something.With the hope that someone will pamper youWait for the princeWho recognizes an opportunity in youAnd understand your desires.I'm waiting for you there where I told youReady and anxiousReady to be your toyDollHe likes to show himself just like you do.Seeks every way to give him pleasureAnd what's with you getting it?Cornered again, sissy wanting to start over...