Guttural Secrete Larva Masturbation
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 shit, 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 cock. Making sure there's no one around
to see what I'm gonna do.
Slide my cock into the first hole I come to, The feeling
of this penetration. Send me into a
surge of ecstasy. A bitches cunt does not compare, To the
trulucent grinding of larvae
on me, f..cking me with their teeth, As they feed off my
bulging prick. Nibbling penis as
well as excrement. Uncontrollable pumping urging me to
cum. Flaccid is my meat pole
from ejaculation. Jarring up the squirming horde.
Evidence for my pleasure.
Leaving a few attached to my cock. 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.
