Bury Me, You Can Bury Yourself In My Garden

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.