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‘Impress meYes, youStanding, toweringOver little meCold drink in sweaty palmOne eyeball dangling in my braless dressAnd one yoyo-ing from my hellish heelsTo split-thighed heavenliness A goddess, yesNow, little manTell me your dirtyFucking filthyEarthly plan!’*He straightenedPelvis tightenedAnd I saw with my own eyesHis gold belt buckle riseDistort and snapAnd from the depthsA tattooed shaftA cobra spitting venomRose and sprayed my virgin’s cheeksWith virile vitriol*’I’ll r-r-ram this where the sun don’t shine’I sniffed(both at his grammar and his stammer)’Then please choose anotherAs my lover daily turns me inside outMy viscera oft playsBy lurid light of sex-filled daysNow take me somewhere so obsceneI’ve never been!’*He took a sipAnd narrowed eyesBegan anew*’With this fierce beastI’ll bruise your lipsFast break your gleaming Demetevler Escort pristine teethAnd fork your clever tongueFor funThen punch your bouncing uvulaTrounce tonsils(That I’d like to see -I had them out when I was three)With little fussYour peristaltic ‘sophagusWill stretch and splitThen I’ll injectAcidic cyanidic cumDirectly to your stomach’s blackened sackAnd scratch your darkest deepest itchHow’s that for making loveYou clever bitch?’*I barely shook my headYet Afrodite hairFlowed everywhereAs did my dark description*’Hah!My lover fucks my mouthWith war-like violenceYet with such sensory good senseThere’s ne’er a damaged cellGlides o’er my epiglottis Smooth as an apostropheAbove a missed poetic vAnd plunges headlongInto my digestive tractNegotiates the Otele gelen escort swirling bubbling foamThat lately was my dinnerDown through thinner liquids into thickerPast intestines large and smallScrapes microscopic parasites from rubbery wallsAnd out into the world once moreWith more to spareWith easeSuch are the lengths he goes to please*’While from my anus his cock pokesMy lover’s tongue doth shine his tipThen past his hungry lips it slipsA porno neo-classicalOuroborosIt glides down his digestive tractAppearing with aplomb anon at his back doorOnce more I lickMy dick-stretched lipsCock-tied in sixty-nine positionWishing to repeat the featAnd doubly sate his sexual thirstI take him in my mouth againAnd suck until his bollocks burstVoluminous cumFlows Balgat Escort past my gumsAnd lubricates the twists and turns -The friction burns -Along his lengthy violation Of my orgying organsSkewered through from mouth to arseAnd back againWith ecstasy, the perfect aching pain!’*’Well I…’ he sneeredI interjected’I’m not done!’And then with a prodigious tongueI tied him upPrepared a noose*’This tongueThe one you hang uponLaps at his ballsThen spears his cock-stretched sphincterTravels retrogradeAnd squeezes up through well-lubed tubes’He proffered quite sarcastically’Don’t burst his poor appendix!'(that I’d like to see – he had it out when he was six)’Seeking the lightI push, I fightFrom arse to throatAnd joust within his mouthTwo tonguesOne languageLeaves his lipsAnd tumbles on my gaping gashHe probesI slashAnd burn within his loving all-consuming grasp’*’Fuck off!What man performs such feats?You lying bitch!’I drew a leaden breathAnd aimed it at his empty barrel chest’Man? Who said he was human?Would a goddess such as IInvite a mortal cock between these lips?Between these heavenly thighs?’He feigned bravadoLaughed aloud then sneeredI simply puckered upAnd promptly disappeared*****
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