One day, I realized I had spent three years of my life
Fuckin' the same wife, everyday and night,
And fillin' with sperm all her orifices.
I perfectly knew the granular sides of her intestinal cavities
And her fleshy soft lips asking for more juice,
Such as the big lips that I daily enlarged.
Fed up with all that, I needed another tunnel,
Some intimate sheath of flesh
That nobody would have seen or touched...
Hearing rumblings in her stomach, I took my knife
To satisfy the hungry organ :
Immobilising her, I lift a fold of fat,
Then I slice with my blade a tiny bloody gash.
Terrorized screams, my glans tears the skin,
Splashes into the intestine!
Blood is spurting out, tool smashing the liver
How is it inside? I rip the strips of flesh!
Sickening, sickening, SICKENING !!!
A viscous putrid fluid is swallowing my cock,
The yellow pancreas is floating on the soup !
The glans wriggles close to the spleen,
Excited by gastric juices ;
This is a real fleshly pleasure,
Struggling harsh in bowel purée !
Fucked through a gash in the stomach !
