Velvet Bloodlust


Obscene


Eyes red and dry, for sleep is not nigh,
the body feels so low, yet the head is up high.
Staring at the screen, the screen that's not so clean,
moving pixels makes a movie, that's absolutely obscene.
Speaking of obscene, take a look at this queen,
this fine and fair maiden, conversing with her dean.
Yes they may be talking, but she is mostly squawking,
and he is mainly groaning, with evident fleshly knocking.
My soldier standing at attention, this random intervention,
another man enters the scene, this leaves me within question.
I see he wants in too, and i wonder what he'll do,
oh my god and what is this, he stuck it in her poo!
Lots of verbal commotion, my head is filled with emotion,
these two men start speeding up, now a blur of naked motion.
Spouting out their battle cry, their juices landing in her eye,
it was quite an erotic scene, for that I will not lie.
Now where have my juices land, tissue paper is in demand,
I lift my arm to take a glance, and I jizzed on my fucking hand.

Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013
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