Roar Incest
By: Julia L. Clark
Daddy touched me and made me scared
He discipline my clothes off of me and directed me to lay and spread
The darkness of evil sheds no light, blades of ripped skin is my curse with his indulging knife.
His lips united my nipple tips and caused me loving pleasure.
I cried in agony loving him and the rage of his insanity.
Marrying every touch that felt so sensual, so hypnotic, so right.
I roar in pleasure of blood flooding the sheets making me taste zesty discreet.
My mind bleach my thoughts and his erected skin is inside my warm darkness.
It’s my father of life taking me against my will making me taste the adult life of a full course meal.
Heal me in the name of forgive me as I am roaring for him to repeat lust living inside me.
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Originally Posted On Site: 2007-10-11 09:04:05
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