8.2.07

Belinda Cockbox

Before you go. I want you to be my fantasy. Can you get seven tramps to piss in my mouth, one stray dog to fart in my face while you shit bricks up my pie? Can you?I wanna be your bog!


OLD KUDSEN'S BALL SACK

Alone, naked and horny am I
But wait whats that at the window?
smelling of pee
can it be
Old Knudsen for me
It is It is
oh how i long to make him jizz
but his tool is so old
my strains and efforts just leve it cold
too much wanking the doctor said
I will take him in my bed
But a sensual one like me
knows just how to rouse my oldies white wee wee
I take out my teeth
Old Knudsen I get beneath
Gently then more urgently
I fill my gob with his ballsackee
I gum to the left
I gum to the right
aroused eyes bulging like a madman
old Knudsen does a shite
I will smear my self in that tonight
I put my fist up his ass
He squeels he moans
looks as proud as king on a throne
soon my face is full of his cum
I bend over and show him my bum
Worldly Old man knows what do do
taking a brush from the loo
he beats me on my hairy ass
I holler I moan
out I may pass
The neighbours gather
and say
Our Belinda is in a lather
Old Knudsen is a master of sex
with the other he clears the decks.

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