Down On The Farm

by Peter Loaf
 
- do not use without the author's permission.

Moll Flanders Stables, pony girl farm  Hung up inverted, spread-eagle charm  Pussy lips spreading  For trouble heading  High wide and ready, the fourth alarm    My bush presented, hot wax ready  Wiggle kick straining, blood rushing heady  Tweezers pluck teasing  Clitty nub squeezing  My lover intent, hand unsteady    Trickle splash burning, wax sprinkles down  The crowd applauding, blood rushing sound  My groin he’s coating  Moll Flanders quoting  “Pussy flesh hairless, sold by the pound”    Hung up inverted, spread-eagle trick  Ripping and stripping, jerking so quick  Pussy lips swelling  Pussy juice welling  Losing my curlies, leaving me slick    Thumb in my shitter, greasing my hole  Dildo demanding, big as a foal  Clitty gets bigger  Orgasm trigger  Hanging inverted, playing my role    Nipple clips nasty, the toothy burns  Spread eagle bondage, the subbie yearns  Passion storm tripping  The subbie gripping  Dildo demented, my butter churns    High wide and helpless, coming undone  Moll Flanders filming, she’s number one  Titty whip slashing  Orgasms crashing  My pony girl training, fantasy fun