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With eroticism in her eyes and a hungry soul, she looked on that Phallic protrusion.

She loves it long, she loves it strong.

Covered in white redolent pores.

She likes it when they bleed, when it hurts him all the more.

She grabs it and makes them ooze the mucus all the more.

Puss filled Phallic, not meant for any doomed soul.

Even hated by the one blessed with it.

But she is the one who has a different captivation.

When blood and glop seems Enthralling Ever More.

Tongue out suck and gulp down your throat

Foul smell, rotten wounds, bloody blisters

Sweet redolent Pores,

Sweet redolent Pores

I wonder what Fetish, I wonder what amour.

To lick such a dick, to suck a mucus oozing pore

Enthrallment is stunning. Yet wonderful.

She will suck till the last drop, she will bite off the skin to create more.

She has learned to love. To bite when you like. To lick when the blood pours

She isn’t shy nor will she deny, her love for mucus, pores, sores, wounds and bloody poles

The cherry on the cake is her shit on the Cumming dick

Ultimately its all going to be sucked in.

Puss filled sight of divine

Orgasmic Sensuous Bliss Divine

Call it Fetish or Obsession

She will come for more

She will come for more

She will come for you

Till you cum, she will wait

And once you do, that will be the last

Last time you ever ejaculate.