Hymn Of The Hymen
By kojak24
At the fountainhead of lust drink the blood scattered in all directions by hardy inspections. Lustful suction increases production of the sweet nectar attached to vectors inside projectors capturing mirrored reflections on screens of beauty and virginal selection. While monks with huge erections chant salutations of duty to ravish the virginal perfection. "Yum, yum, yum, we're devils in the mist" they shout, "Release all the nymphs ..... let them all turn out, We'll show them what this is all about. The hymn of the hymen we're rhymin', On breasts of virgins we're primin', to fill the vaginal spaces with slurpin' tongues of intense satisfaction preparing them for the main attraction. Tonight, tonight will be our pleasure, It's time for us to reap our treasure, Yes, the hymn of the hymen we're rhymin'. We've planned this deed with perfect timin' So puerile voyeur seeking satisfaction relax and enjoy your own reaction!" ?Como se siente hora? Like a fool I bet! GOTCHA..DIDN'T I? © William M. Sowman Written March 21st, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 06:45 PM PST 17 • 0 • 16
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"At the fountainhead of lust drink the blood..."