Bowl movement

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For me she acts the filthy whore
The dirtiest slut you ever saw
Laid on my back down on the floor
My fantasy carried out once more

My thumping heart quickens its pace
When the glass bowl is held over my face
My drumming heartbeat starts to race
As she slips out of her lace

Her panties slide down to her feet
I look through the glass where my eyes meet
With her swollen pussylips so neat
She squats down low taking her seat

My dick becomes as hard as fuck
I really cant believe my luck
So close i cannot even duck
I watch the bowl fill with her muck

My favourite thing ever is to scat
I feel so horney once she's shat
After seeing the shit go splat
I fuck her hole with my hard bat

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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
A KINKY FETISH

for those with strong stomachs, TK U MLJ LV NV

AnonymousAnonymousover 13 years ago
Some would enjoy this and call it poetry

But it isn't and should've stayed a secret on your computer offline.

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