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Furnace Fire

When the airy myst cleared
It was revealed in its full glory
I saw for the first time
An angel disguised as a devil

Her glowing wings were singed
At the outer tips
And her face exuded the rays of the moon
Reflected from her depths

I canít help but grab my cock
And wave it at her salivating split tongue
Caressing her blood-dyed hair

But she saw my game
And turned around
Not to walk away
But to bend over and hike up her dress
And stop me in my strokes
So I can get a full glimpse

To blind me with her radiant ass
Her dew dripping from between
Like it was Medusaís pussy:
Stoned Cock
She wants to get fucked.

And I am drawn to the rear entrance
Like a dove into hell
And it squeezes tight
To emit my sweet wrath
Into her fiery furnace

She was the devil, all right
Yet, the clouds filled my vision
And the mystery was never solved
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