I talk with a Scottish man from time to time on Skype. He’s a right bugger and he always writes in short little phrases that when taken together sounds just like poetry to me.

Here are a few stanzas from our chats.

Daddy’s Hungry
Daddy’s hungry
He’s had a hard day at work
He’s craving
Little fucking panties
Up a skirt
His dick and big balls has been all pouched up in his briefs
And his suit
So Daddy’s hard now
Little panties in his big hand
Hard greasy meat bone in the other
He’s sniffing them and licking them
Precum from his dick
Man Juice.

Bubbly Pink Cunt
Bubbly pink cunt
Every time Daddy want to jerk his big man cock
He just taps on your pussy
and it farts out dribble to grease Dads bone
Sometimes when alone Il nibble on the lips
And get my nose up to it
And sniff
Daddy may sometimes kiss around the smooth greasy hole
Then Daddy turns like an animal
And starts eating the cunt hole
Knom, Knom, Knom, Knom
Makes little uhhhs.
Making it dribble
And juicy for Dad
Fluttering his tongue up and down while making a noise like, Ahhhh
You want to hear?

Daddy Needs It
Daddy needs it
SUCKED
So he put his thick soft floppy cock
In your mouth
But you’re fast asleep
Then your lips close around the meat
And you suckle.