Fucking Joan on Beryl's Grave

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Loving Joan all my life,
Since I was in school,
I still Have a crush on my Joan,
Although she is eighty three.

Joan Harries is her name,
She may have wrinkley skin,
Joan still dresses smart and young,
Her large, cute nose turns me on.

Told her about her sister,
Beryl rising from the grave,
How I gave Beryl a humping,
Joan Harries was intrigued.

Joan and Beryl,two fuckable sisters,
One dead,one alive,
Joan was getting jealous,
Saying she was the better shag.

Joan got ready to please me,
Put tons of makeup on her face,
Had her blonde hair permed,
She smelt of lovely perfume.

Joan maybe in her eighties,
But Joan has been around,
She wears her blue cotton panties,
Matching bra holding her fantastic tits.

White flannel trousers,
Black and white striped blouse,
Joan Harries looks fuckable,
At eighty three, the oldest swinger in town.

Joan Harries got me very aroused,
She knew i was obsessed with her nose,
I sat on her lap and picked it clean,
Joan stuffed her snotty hanky in my mouth.

Holding hands we reached the cemetary,
Straight to Beryl's grave,
Joan lay down on her back
My cock was out red hot.

On top of Joan Harries,
Beryl six feet below us,
I was very excited,
Opened the front of Joans trousers,
Ripped open Joans blouse,
Pulled Joans brassiere off,
Pushed my face into her saggy tits,
Joan lifted my head up,
Snogging me hard on the lips,
Joans panties around her ankles,
My cock nestled into Joan's bush.

We both got down to serious snogging,
Joans makeup all over my face,
Her large nose dripping with snot,
Like old ladies noses do.

As I fucked Joan Harries,
There was a clap of thunder,
Beryl was getting angry
As she awoke from her grave.

Joan Harries at Eighty three,
What a fantastic shag,
She had seen off two husbands,
No wonder Jack and Graham died young.

I screwed Joan as hard as I could,
A large hole appeared in the grave,
I fell through and landed on Beryl,
Her legs wide open in her coffin.

Beryl Sullivan snogged me tight,
Ramming my cock into her slit,
Joan landed on top of us,
Fucking both sisters to death.

Then I was back in Joan's bed,
Sucking snot from her ugly nose,
My cock tight between her legs,
Fucking the old cow inside out.

Beryl hovered above us,
finger fucking herself,
Then landed in the bed with us.
Joan and Beryl panted and groaned.

Beryl your a gift from heaven,
Fucking my ginger angel,
I love you Beryl Sullivan,
Til death do us part.

I love you Joan Harries,
Will fuck you when your ninety,
Joan "nasty shag" Harries,
I know you love me to.

Such devoted sisters,
Both can't get enough of me,
Exploding my cream inside their cunts,
Joan and Beryl are both well and truly fucked.


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