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The Mothercunt Sonnets (9)



It was debauchery extreme, a riot
Of fucking run amuck, and filthy talk.
No impulse was too foul for us to try it,
And, if I do say so myself, my cock

Held up for hours in porn-flick form, unflagging.
At frequent intervals I slathered sperm
On Mother's palate (Love to keep her gagging!),
In natal cunnus, or upon the firm

(Though sixtyish)expanse of Mothertit mass.
"Go do her now!" she yelped, abruptly.  "Do
Whom now?"  "Your sexy wife. Don't be a shitass!
Go ravage all her vital organs, too!"

Is this propensity not odd!  Why would a woman
Her son to fuck his wife the way he does the

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