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The Cunt's Beard

      "When pubic hairs meet it means a motherfucka went deep
From the hard dick style technique that will make her ass weak,
      "As the constant slide has her spread eagle wide
Now she's hollering and screaming like a loved one has died,  
 
      "Unless there is a video recorder to document my slaughter
Its gut checking time for someone's daughter,
      "Straight from the eighties to twenty-twenty-one
Many women throughout my life have been gifted with my cum,
 
      "Either there're scorched earth shaved or with a cunt's beard
All kinds of fucking is going down, from missionary to bondage weird,
      "Regardless, if the cunt's beard has a seventies afro
It won't stop a pussy hungry motherfucka from going up in a ho',
 
      "Or a tongue to search for the temple of the clit
Hoping when it navigate not to run into some savage crab shit,  
      "That's why the cunt's beard needs to be groomed with love
And not left unintended like dog shit on a rug,
 
      "Always low cloud hovering whenever she waterfalls a piss
Tentacle tickling the shaft, making the sex intense,
      "Increasing the mad skills of the deep drill
Causing the pussy to grip, because she loves how it feel,  
 
      "She's mentally gone from her glossy eyed stares
As we begin to fuck like fighting wild bears,
      "Putting to shame hardcore porn
Because every butt-naked battle we are fucking reborn,
 
      "A scratched up back-a swollen pussy now mad red
With loose pubic hairs scattered across the bed,  
      "Love is non-existent only uncontrollable lust
Creating that good stank-cunt beard marinating as sexual musk,
 
      "The smell alone is like psychological cocaine to the dome
If I was living in her pussy-I'll log cabin her pubics into a home,
      "Surviving off the lick of the land
No more CasketSharpe, just the abominable pussyman".
Written by CasketSharpe
Published | Edited 6th Jan 2022
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