by Peter Loaf
To bunker taken, stripped of my all
My bondage brutal, hanging in stall
The bomb proof shelter
For helter skelter
Head down and screaming, afraid to fall
A thing for fucking, been put away
Head down and swinging, total betray
My nipples tighten
A coozer fightin’
“Lights! Camera! Action!” I cannot stray
Video viral, all over net
Hung up and sweating, all over wet
My Nasal screaming
My secret dreaming
Myself I’m outing, horny I get
Their eyes upon me, in passion moored
The coozer evil, a bungee cord
My clitty pinching
My waist band cinching
Eggs in my baskets, I’m far from bored
Lifetime of hiding, my passions stored
Moll Flanders Castle, I can afford
Outing my subbie
Showing my hubby
Wet dreams reliving, a signed accord
Riding crop coda, my titty hurts
Hour Of Power, my pussy squirts
Half the gate taking
Millions I’m making
A million viewers, the semen spurts
Vibrating eggies, urging me on
My passion playing, death of the swan
Each little wiggle
Cutting up middle
Hung up and horny, taken beyond
