Strike the rod,
Below my waist, uneath it.
Tip, it heals

Pound me roughly, suck and pinch off my pleasure let me chant your name, and forget my pains

Thrusting the throat, uneath and coat my thin hole

Feel more, I'm chill,
Broadcast your anger on my pinky sense part.

My Pain killer, you are my main digger.

So dig me beneath my pond, let your rod sleep, and cum

Fetter my waist with your strong hands and smash behind to the downtown.

© dgreat_ken