THE MOTHERCUNT SONNETS (9)
It was debauchery extreme, a riot
Of fucking run amuck, and filthy talk.
No impulse was too foul for us to try it,
And, if I do say so myself, my cock
Held up for...
The Mothercunt Sonnets (9)
Thought I'd finished with you baby
But I'm coming back for more
Coming so hard I'm screaming
Simply writhing on the floor
Red with lust is what I am now
Sweat still pouring off my skin
The Perfect Drug (part two)
I inhale her soft french vanilla scent,
In the night breeze.
For centuries we have loved each other
Always finding each other, to reunite.
My soul mate, my beloved, my heart.
Once a hardened...
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