Oh what a shame Such a beauty but now a temptress It started with Jesus hanging on that damn cross Always imagined it being shoved in her crotch All that’s wanted is to be fucked by god It’s the closest she can get We shall show you a closer way
Here, lay All round Pin her arms down Grasping the palms I can feel the sweat gather in fear of reality Roped down then the stakes are placed One strike after one I see the tears rolling Happiness within us
I can feel the sweat gather in fear of reality God is nothing good Rising up My dick as the cross rises Stabbing repeatedly Not yet satisfied What a beautiful stab wound Would do well for intercourseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
