Her name is Alanna
Alanna wants Wes to attack
smack ass, cup the hand so
it’s more thwack than smack
but smack it firm
thwack her red
reach back and glob
S. Punk Butter on
glob it on her crack real good
glob it on her anus, you should
rub your dick the jar, Wes
let the S.Punk Butter grow ’round your pole
like a strange fluorescent moss
around your abandoned flag pole
2.
Now, you strike your cock up her darkest wormhole, right?
Now, your dick will move to another multiverse, right
Now, you and Alanna switch, her asshole is your dick and vice versa devoid of device
you’re the one getting torn now by Alanna’s massive mongoloid pink pole
half unicorn horn half vibrating device of vice
half myth jelly dong half magic wand
tamed here bent over couch
babbling Japanese you never knew she/you spoke
you pummel you loose
until your balls smash your own cunt lips
you’re everywhere now
turning rainbow colored where anus flesh melds with cock meat
a kinetic karma kool-aid kitsch
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