Forensic by trade I clean up the aftermath. Tools in hand searching for the cause of death.
One victim I found was covered in her own s***, With maggots spilling from every orifice.
Aroused by the sight of the white colored parasites, Fixated on the warmth they will bring
to my throbbing c***. Making sure there's no one around to see what I'm gonna do.
Slide my c*** into the first hole I come to, The feeling of this penetration. Send me into a
surge of ecstasy. A b****** c*** does not compare, To the trulucent grinding of larvae
on me, f****** me with their teeth, As they feed off my bulging p****. Nibbling p**** as
well as excrement. Uncontrollable pumping urging me to c**. Flaccid is my meat pole
from e**********. Jarring up the squirming horde. Evidence for my pleasure.
Leaving a few attached to my c***. Body bagging this mound of flesh that I have
Defiled, I am in love with her dead rotten, Gapping holes stuffed with maggots
Off to the morgue goes the love of my life.
One victim I found was covered in her own s***, With maggots spilling from every orifice.
Aroused by the sight of the white colored parasites, Fixated on the warmth they will bring
to my throbbing c***. Making sure there's no one around to see what I'm gonna do.
Slide my c*** into the first hole I come to, The feeling of this penetration. Send me into a
surge of ecstasy. A b****** c*** does not compare, To the trulucent grinding of larvae
on me, f****** me with their teeth, As they feed off my bulging p****. Nibbling p**** as
well as excrement. Uncontrollable pumping urging me to c**. Flaccid is my meat pole
from e**********. Jarring up the squirming horde. Evidence for my pleasure.
Leaving a few attached to my c***. Body bagging this mound of flesh that I have
Defiled, I am in love with her dead rotten, Gapping holes stuffed with maggots
Off to the morgue goes the love of my life.