Fuck me into the ground,
Soft then hard, at first.
Cover up my mouth,
I know you love muffled sound.
Now pound me into the dirt,
quench my desire, sate my drouth.
I want it, badly, everything and the pay,
It’s half the pleasure of riding a stranger, anyway.
but with all this delicious cock, what can I say?
I'll Bury You In My Garden and Plant Flowers on Your Grave.
I'll Allow You to Bury Yourself In Me.