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Sacrilege
The porch with its dark wood seems a good place
To put your through your paces - go on - kneel!
You have a cock to suck and balls to trace
With your fat tongue; I don't care how you feel
Or how church wardens may blush by the door
To see you sucking cock so eagerly;
And keep your feet well spread on that cold floor:
I'll have no well squeezed thighs; I want to see
You staying dry, despite those lips that work
So well around my member - sacrilege
Is something you will cherish and not shirk
When you are told to crawl right to the edge
Of ivy covered trees and, there, to show
Your holes, being my cum dump - that I know!
To put your through your paces - go on - kneel!
You have a cock to suck and balls to trace
With your fat tongue; I don't care how you feel
Or how church wardens may blush by the door
To see you sucking cock so eagerly;
And keep your feet well spread on that cold floor:
I'll have no well squeezed thighs; I want to see
You staying dry, despite those lips that work
So well around my member - sacrilege
Is something you will cherish and not shirk
When you are told to crawl right to the edge
Of ivy covered trees and, there, to show
Your holes, being my cum dump - that I know!
Published 25th Nov 2015
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