Wicked Geisha, Shining Filth

愛液！尿液！男汁!

The lone oily bulb of cum winked at her as his dirty manhood came alive again,
-caked with his gray love and the contents from her tortured hips
as his trapped love also- at that evil moment,
involuntarily bursted out of her itching hips.

"Lick it up" he dared, he chuckled, follow by his friends,
"and enough warmth inside it to cure your thirst,"
"for all times sakes. Before hell."

And what she found most revolting was not that it was caked with the ominous secrets of her hips
But that some unknown lips, fresh and like her old self, would taste it tonight with a smile.