adult sexual dark transgressive explicit
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He started with her legs.
Rising up like the sun before 7AM
Setting over his shoulders right before the sixth hour hit
He took his head downtown and began his art as if he was telling her that he loved her canvas and he meant it
He moved his hand
im a sick fucki like to hurt girlssome i know love iteven more then pearls
some like the knifewanting to bleeddeath turns them onand cry for the deed
a knuckled skullwith no where to gomade of mud and bloodtook a needle to sew
made herduring a blood moonher parts for pleasuresome one to spoon
on the first dateshe confided in mei have a chromosomal disorder, disorder, disorderi need love and pain strangely mixed togethermy elixirsi suffer reality distoooorrtions
after hunger and shelterresolvedmy desire made invisiblefor appropriateness sakelike a mask of hardened claythat crushes desires boneswhile there is achebetween over heated thighs
rhythms en trancesnuff princess dancecome fuck me crueleat me like ants
wont you hurt me sir
out comes the daggerher eyes get so largeshe wants me to bag hershe knows im in charge
she came to me one daythe bitchbeautiful like a girls choirsinging Latina L'Amourmoving her bottomlike a metronome
oh babyi love you so muchkisses my darlingi long for your touch
if wishes where fishesyou would be my girlbut we have different livesyour a younger mans pearl
she thoughtcould it be moralitythats got her depressednot letting the devil outbeing hemmed intrying to be mommiesgood little girlno filthno bloodno shit
