Sunday, June 26, 2005

Bang, bang, you’re dead!

Blown out of our minds
Let’s prance around naked
Be my nature’s child
You were born to be mounted
Fuck me in paper and kind
Sometimes with panties
Nothing more fancy
Put your pussy on the line
Open wide, let it my cock divide
Soak its throbbing head
Deep within you, inside inside
You suck, we fuck, I suck, we screw
Down to the last drop of thy beetlejuice

Make your legs my noose
Purr for me my horny muse
Between high tits my dick will snuggle
Violate you digit by digit with my bare knuckles
Strip you down to your beaver hair
Parted lips, shaved fair…oh my fucking, wow!
Enough talk, time to sink the laden dhow

Creak, creak, creak, creak
Bang, bang, our knees feel weak
Creak, creak, creak, creak
Bang, bang, prepare for the next peak
Creak, creak, creak, creak
Bang, bang, it’s your turn to be meek
Creak, creak, creak, creak
Bang, bang, your deep throat still hasn’t been fed
Creak, creak, creak, creak
Bang, bang, baby you give the best head
Creak, creak, creak, creak
Bang, bang, Honey, we really need a new bed
Creak, creak, creak, creak
Bang, bang, Honey, did you hear what I just said?
(Gunshots) Bang, bang, fuck!
Oops, looks like I just shot the bitch dead!