But she took me to her place,
lifted up her skirt,
and sat upon my face.
I licked her through her panties,
pink and soaking wet.
A stranger tied my hands,
and called me a sweet pet.
She got off on my face,
after peeing down my throat,
Then another took her turn,
and gave me a new coat –
of cream and golden nectar,
as I heard another laugh,
before a shemale came,
and gave me a cum bath.
All the while I thought about,
a phrase that I once heard,
coffee, tea, or me,
but I didn’t say a word.
In a room of shemales,
and of women with BIG DICKS,
strapped around their waists,
I was in quite a fix.
All their cocks were thick,
juicy, hard, and long!
Before the night was though,
I’d be singing a new song.
I’d becum a missing person,
Miss Honey’s loyal slave,
who’d get what he had cummin,
in Miss Honey’s forced fem cave
Sitting on her bed,
in a sexy brunette wig,
she watched them fuck my ass,
as I squealed like a pig.
Red velvet on her breasts,
and over her strap-on,
that she’d fuck me with,
when all her friends had gone.
It was 7 inches wide,
and 16 inches long!
Before the night was through,
I’d be singing a new song.
