He calls me his dahlia, orally fixated nibbling on his chainsaw. Playing tonsil hockey with his cock…he tongue fucks my fart box. Gargling his demonic semen…time to beat up this fucking hymen. Clawing into his ribs to mark my territory…role playing rape in the cemetery. He growls, “keep grinding it,” as spines arching…pelvic bones breaking. Our eyes roll back, the stench is fragrant now…yifting till we pass out.