Again I pretend to have to take a Shit, So I can search the trash for leftover liqiuds from her Clit. Bloody toilet paper is okay, if there is enough red. The true treasure is the tampon, they captured every drop you bled. All I find is a Maxi, covered in clots, I chew the taste of iron in you. The Waste that made the waste, is the most addictive taste, chemicals from my creator stain my soul, mouth, and face. Time to check the sheets. Alot of blood escapes during sleep. Blessed, they hold a puddle! So much serenity is in the suck, But the surprise, is really in the closet. When she calls from inside Ready to Fuck Just like last month. I LOVE YOU, MOM!!!
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