a poem to Barbie K
MiscPhotoshop a poem to Barbie K in the forums; I pose as a meter reader
I scope out your house
I know where your room is and where the ...
I pose as a meter reader
I scope out your house
I know where your room is and where the bathroom is
I come back at midnight
I have my snacks with me
Im gonna be here for a while
I sneak into your closet
I know I need escape routes
I chew tunnels through the walls
I have a tunnel to the bathroom and to the basement
I watch you sleep
You pass wind in your sleep
I inhale deep into my lungs
I jack off with the polluted air
I bust my load into my hand
I smear it on some photo albums
I chew some of your pictures
You wake up! I hope you have to pee
You stumble to the bathroom
I take my tunnel to the vent in the bathroom
You sit.. and pee... then I relaize you are gonna poo
Too hot for me
I take it out and jack it as I hear your plops
You wipe a few times as I cum
you dont flush and that turns me on
I go back yo your closet and have a fruit roll up
you go back to bed.. I come out and sniff your feet
its hot som i wrap my **** in your blankets and fuck your bed
I cum on the sheets... cumming is starting to hurt
I go back in your closet... I have to go to the bathroom
I shit on the floor and piss on some clothes
I wipe with pictures from your album
My dick is bleeding... I leave a bloody trail thru my tunnels
Im in your basement... I steal some stuff and leave
Thank you... Thank you for such a nice date.
I sit in the garage witht he car running... i slowly go to sleep
Barbie is the last thing that goes thru my mind