Elf Blood

Drinking elf blood, from those microscopic lips
just to be used for my ugly ogre cock ~ take a load off she said
how cruel would it be for the only words to hear from her one day is
"again..." over and over again each time she cums
there's no pain more horrible... that's why I chose the elf who's
really just a fairy, a divine orgasm sharper than a needle that's been pricked out, tongue stiches with my dick slouched yet harder than a drink of Raven Rum ~ more again, Captain, Pirate bae ~ just drunk text soaked in vinegar for a kiss to not subdue her

how could I cut her? when all it takes is a slimy honeycombed kiss to patch things up but first it's sour
it's easier for her to climax my organs from the inside like violin chords plucked by dusty fairy hands ~ I could fall asleep to this sweet noise of orgasm revival

she left a sweet note at my urethra, the burning release, healing like golden locks of porridge ~ it's not nasty it's how we prevent forest fires from the eternal flame

scatter flies! this brown ocean is mine and I will adjust to pebbles as did the flintstones with that sweet cocoa morsel I buy by the dozen like eggs, only browner

Goodnight, oh sweet child O' mine like November rain after a cigarette ash silence's those chokey lights