I've Come Way Too Far to Sit in a Jar

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Christine turns the screws on Joel poetically.
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Joel you know I’ve come way too far
to sit in a jar
A pretty trinket upon your bookshelf
So how come when we are together
I feel like I’m all by myself

I’ve gone way too long
Been missing some things
that don’t cost any real money
How come lately I cringe really bad
whenever you’re calling me honey

I tolerated your socks on the floor and stinky
you should do it yourself just sayin’ instead
And now you want to get all so damn kinky
watching as I’m giving another man head

So before being put out to pasture
Or end it walking onto the ice flow
I will show you sweetie precisely
my bull’s toes curl when I start to blow

You said I could pick whatever dick
long as I never fucked it at all
Bring a stranger you said into our bed
and compensate for you being so small

You wanted a stranger so no one would know
Baby it ain’t going down that-a-way
Coming over for dinner’s your new boss
So in front of you we’re gonna play


Remember all of your pictures you took.
of yourself baby yes I found them all
Besides being dressed in my clothing
they show that your dick’s very small

So I’ve already been seeing your new boss
The one that you hate and that’s Paul
He’ll be riding this filly and be my new hoss
I’ll lick him till he shoots all over the wall

Be careful of the games you are playing
Though it’s a Cuck that you wanted to be
Ninety days after being served your papers
You will then be a brand new divorcee

You wanted to Cuck so now I will fuck
your new boss and in front of your face
and then I will fuck your co-workers
Your right hand is there just in case

If I have to blackmail you with pictures
you’ll be chained to the foot of the bed
Besides your new cage I got on Monday
You’ll be dressed as a woman instead

I’ll model my lingerie between fucking
And I’ll teach you to give a man head
You’ll be his Sissy Red Lipstick Fluffer
Wrists cuffed to the foot of our bed

If your marriage needs much improvements
Don’t ask to be cucked this much is true
Your wife will show you some new movements
She learned from somebody else not you

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