The Agalmatophiliac

Softest touch o' her lifeless bosom, Never h've thou suck'th my lips back, Timid nails o' mine in thy feeble mouth h've I put'th, Never h've thou bitten th'm red, Suck'th me, tranquil ears o' thee, Scream o' thine b'ween thy n'ck rest'th be, Weed b'ween thy legs h've I pull'th, Unde'd smile o' thy face, nothin' utter'th, Hairs o' thine, stuck'th, fingers mine, St'll hath tranquility, thy lips 'n ruled, Torn gown o' thine, ground with, hath l've make'th, As b'ween our thighs, I'd strok'th, Fragnance o' thee, my nostril kiss'th, Lifeless n'ck o' thee teeth mine touch'th, Rubbin' t'se wrists I continue t' strok'th, Till the semen from my thigh, Flash'th on b'ween the breast o' thy, Bought h've thou, I, t' my daughter's play, I lied, Eruptin' pleasure o' mine, I hath from thou, sufficed.