by Peter Loaf
Her taillight broken, the sheriff’s car
Ruling class mansion, house on the hill
The maiden naked, bound up in chain
Texas tea party, fingers between
Greasing her bottom, shoving within
The hot sauce pouring, flowing inside
Pepper sauce burning, thrusting so fast
Thunder-fuck stretching, nipple twist pain
Pepper sauce dildo, the madam mounts
Flopping fish passion, no way to run
Afternoon passing, the fun and games
Slave girl converted, finding her role
.
Handcuffed and shackled, she won’t get far
“Come with me cutie”
“Your sexy beauty”
“Your fate is settled, tea party star”
Poor white and trashy, filling the bill
Upper class revels
Big money devils
Centerpiece helpless, holding so still
Centerpiece table, pleading in vain
Sheriff providing
Matron presiding
Studly McMuffin, Father McBain
Tickle clit teasing, her virgin sheen
Nipple tips harden
Pussy lips pardon
Hard bound and helpless, the captive teen
Screaming for mercy, head in a spin
Pussy lips swelling
Her secrets telling
Spanking hard laughing, pinking her skin
Her colon burning, the death of pride
Table-top flopping
Studly comes topping
Hymen head popping, taken for ride
The chains restraining, shudder and gasp
Something is coming
A distant drumming
Pussy grip clenching, the die is cast
Tea party revels, a spreading stain
The sheriff chuckles
His belt unbuckles
Her bottom beating, she must remain
Pussy lips gaping, pheromone founts
In passion screaming
Her pussy creaming
The Priest stands waiting, ready to pounce
The priestly feeding, dog into bun
Orgasm crashing
Her cervix splashing
Fucking her tonsils, the sheriff’s cum
Helpless young woman, her passion shames
Used and abusing
Bottom contusing
Pleasure confusing, her subbie tames
Subbie space passion, taking its toll
Subbie lust seeding
Needing her breeding
Subbie girl slaving, filling her hole
