Cartas de Amor

Love letters I write to you with ink the color of despair
My heart dictates them today, with so much pain for your fears and jealousy
Love letters I sent you, tears I shed today
And a feeling was born, and so I captured it on a piece of scrap paper, my accomplice was a muse of love

I love you, I love you, I love you, I want to fuck you
Between the zodape and the eggs, in the hole we make a bite
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss the tip of my cock
And since you're down there, iron my scrotum bag
Ask me, ask me, ask me, ask me for the silly thing all the way
If your pocket calls me with a swearword and chalk, I will answer it

I'll do the 71, it's like the 69 with two fingers in the ass
You'll see that with the sawing, I'll unstitch the back of the pie
Taquito and paw on the shoulder, I can't stop giving you
I deny everything and I sew my ass so as not to screw you over

Multiorgasmic ring