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Click hereWhen her husband confessed of his need
To keep pumping her maid full of seed,
His wife cried (with such joy)
For a wee girl (or boy)
"Please go fuck her, I beg you to breed!"
Mila walked past the closed bedroom door
And heard squeals that she could not ignore
So she poked in her head
And she saw on the bed
Her man fucking the teen from next door.
When John ordered and gave her a swat
The girl gasped and then dropped to a squat
The slap burned on her bum
But she pushed out his cum
To the waiting mouth under her twat.
I once knew a queanbull named Kirk
Whose lips wore a leer or a smirk
His major employment -
To fuck (with enjoyment)
Eight chicks - while his wife was at work
I talked to a girl named Jolene
Who wanted to be a cuckquean,
She’d lick and she’d fluff
But she thought it was tough -
Anal creampies just DID NOT taste clean.
There once was a cuckquean from Hatch
Who shaved off her friend’s hairy thatch
Hubby loved it clean shaven
And so - horny - he gave in
And now she slurps sperm from that snatch
There once was a Master named Mick,
Whose cock was incredibly thick,
To make his slave suffer,
He’d bind and then cuff her,
Each night when he fucked the new chick.