I Thought I Was Ready
I thought I was ready. Clothes flung off.
Richard hard as rock in flagpole mode.
A wild woman grabs my tool and drags me
Across the room pushing me onto the bed.
She quickly introduces my peter to her snatch
Immediately getting into humpin’ and suckin’.
All those piercings and the nose ring, with
Armpits full of flowing yellow blond hair,
Definitely accented her stylish Mohawk do.
What was going to be a quickie lasted all night.
Sweet Jesus, I’d been done. Satisfied and tired.
I didn’t even mind the new tattoo she gave me.
But I’m ready to get dressed and wander home
If someone would untie me from this bed.
Horror Sleaze Trash 