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Gutter Release

Wanna choke you out
From the inside

Belly against your face
Fist twisted in your hair
Balls deep under your chin
Dick past your mouth
Blocking your windpipe
Driving towards your stomach

Hands tied behind you
Trapped on your knees in my favorite chair
With your back to the wall
You've got nowhere to run

I squeeze your head
Cover your nose
And ram it still deeper

Got you where I want you
Eyes bulging and tearing
Chest just struggling for air

Now we both know I ain't gon kill you
So for your whimpers I don't care

Here trapped in this corner
You
are all mine

As your panic rises
My release moves closer
And my dick grows thicker, even harder

Don't know why you trippin
But I love your thrashin about

Your struggles excite me
Drive me deeper in your mouth

Just a few more gutter seconds
And you will be out