Fucking o-ring widener cock guzzling- Junkie- Finding a home for your pet box- With leftover cum inside from unaccounted years; a relentless twat- It had to be said- Cock king swings his grace in you’re direction- You’re nose twitches, picking up the scent- You’re mouth waters, with a mouth God made to suck- Did they laugh at you when you were a kid- Did dad teach you the Greek Saddle when you first- Learned to shit hot snake soups- It had to be said- I shout you down- Before you hitch that ride- Ready to spend some quality time- With a stranger’s husband- Ready to satisfy a fantasy his wife wouldn’t do- Of course you would- You were taught to fuck the world- At age two- It had to be said-
Reason for writing:
My terrible attempt to be raunchy
Birth sign: Libra
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