Filthy desire

The fire burneth deep in murky waters.

Body, great temple of desire, every hole is a mystery of temptation and pleasure.

Fire shoots up my spine, each time she wrap her sacred lips around my scepter. Gently, bob your head back and forth, swirl your tongue around my enlarged head. Paralyzed with pleasure, she send my spirit into ecstasy; she take joy in the destruction of my awareness. Gaze into my eyes, find happiness in my meekness.

The garden, sopping wet and warm, creamy and inviting . Desire me, submit to me, crave me, says the flesh passage of heaven. the storm rages in my mind, send me to the island of paradise, O wonderful woman of understanding.

Joy, the only word to describe the marvelous world of the great taboo, the anus. Tempt me, great taboo temple, fulfill my filthy fantasy thereof. The moan of anguish and bliss, inspire vitality in my conquering spirit. She cry out in bliss, each stroke send waves of electricity through her body, leaving her speech nonplussed.

Murky waters: wash over my innocence, take my modesty, relieve her demure.
Enchant my candor sexual spirit, great fire of Filth.