Pin me down and let goa whispered stream of sweet sweet filth in my ear, flushing throughme and dribbling out through my cunt. Your words send my headspinning, my heart stops beating and I’m left struggling to breathe. Your depravity elevates my soul beyond this reality. Like ambrosia,yes the food of the Gods, you spoon feed it into me while I have thebrief honour of your presence, your power, your desire. Just fornow, I am the focus of your attention, while I have something youwant for yourself, this hot damp hole that you intend to conquer.