Christmas miracle

Never seen nothing
near that powerful.
She's Russian. Her
father's a dragon hunter...
God! her tight round ass,
makes me into
slavery. Chain me!


Slowly take off my


clothes. Or order me
to do chores.
Some dirty stuff,
like those little secrets
from soviet camps
your mom kept quiet
about…But she liked
them. A police woman...


Clamp me nipples!
Pain.. no sweat…
the blood tiny cherries
of your cup caked
breasts will take care
of everything…
of the last drops of
my conscience.
I yield myself...


I came, like, five times already…
Too messy… Don't be mad.
You want me inside… baby
put this little vibrator
into your mouth.. then up my ass..


She has PhD in chemistry,
and some little blue pills
making me hard again..
I am handcuffed…


Oh, man… She has the freckliest
face. One can see constellations
of Andromeda, Cancer
and some sexy thing
I don't recognize.


My head betrays me.
I gave her my heart on the tray
of my flesh. She ate it.
She came it. Drinking
the salt from her cunt.
I am asking…


"My Christmas miracle,
if you are real,
will you marry me?"