Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse. Then she floored Ellen who's eyes were glued to her twisting and churning daughters in such out of their minds with pleasure and watching them cum over and over as these things squirmed in their tight little pussies. But worse than that was the woman telling her that they had a sucker mouth that right now opening and closing and sucking right against both her daughters little cervix and bottom of their pussies! Telling her they were sucking and feeding on all the juices the two of.Read More
