We are part of something bigger, like you
and you and me. You dressed me up: a wig
and go-go boots. Now let's break in your new
strap-on. Let's play Farmer and let the big
ram slam me, ma'am. Then you will lick me dry.
Like the song says: Lickety clit ain't no
disgrace, girls gettin' off all over my
face. “Do you want,” the girl on the porno
asks, “to cum down my throat or in my ass?”
Both! we three say. Let's grind and jack, hammer.
Let's be part of something bigger. Show me
how deep we can go. Fisting rude and crass,
slim-jim. The kind who say to fresh meat, “We
like you, care to join him and him and me?”
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