“Come!” The serpent beckons,
“I swear to set you free
From that irksome shackle –
Responsibility!
Far from fear and burden,
Out on my astral plane,
Lost in the firmament,
Safe from the demon pain!”
At last a word is spoken,
A sacred, solemn word,
Distinct and oft repeated
But little more than heard
Anal. Behold, all around you;
Eyes eloquent but mute,
Searching, staring, longing,
Unable to refute
Their consuming hunger,
The undying fire
That burns and keeps on burning
In the prison called Desire!
Each night somewhere they gather,
The so-called unattached
And there rehearse in silence
The lies that they have hatched. Full and red they glisten
Like a forest flower;
Lips that say, “I want you,
I’m ready to devour
Huge Cock . . He gradually ramped up, trying to push her to a breaking point, but she just kept taking it, somehow, without visible discomfort
“Come!” The serpent beckons,
“I swear to set you free
From that irksome shackle –
Responsibility!
Far from fear and burden,
Out on my astral plane,
Lost in the firmament,
Safe from the demon pain!”
At last a word is spoken,
A sacred, solemn word,
Distinct and oft repeated
But little more than heard
Anal. Behold, all around you;
Eyes eloquent but mute,
Searching, staring, longing,
Unable to refute
Their consuming hunger,
The undying fire
That burns and keeps on burning
In the prison called Desire!
Each night somewhere they gather,
The so-called unattached
And there rehearse in silence
The lies that they have hatched. Full and red they glisten
Like a forest flower;
Lips that say, “I want you,
I’m ready to devour
Huge Cock . . He gradually ramped up, trying to push her to a breaking point, but she just kept taking it, somehow, without visible discomfort
“Come!” The serpent beckons,
“I swear to set you free
From that irksome shackle –
Responsibility!
Far from fear and burden,
Out on my astral plane,
Lost in the firmament,
Safe from the demon pain!”
At last a word is spoken,
A sacred, solemn word,
Distinct and oft repeated
But little more than heard
Anal. Behold, all around you;
Eyes eloquent but mute,
Searching, staring, longing,
Unable to refute
Their consuming hunger,
The undying fire
That burns and keeps on burning
In the prison called Desire!
Each night somewhere they gather,
The so-called unattached
And there rehearse in silence
The lies that they have hatched. Full and red they glisten
Like a forest flower;
Lips that say, “I want you,
I’m ready to devour
Huge Cock . . He gradually ramped up, trying to push her to a breaking point, but she just kept taking it, somehow, without visible discomfort
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