The wife always made russian teens the court,
But inside, the desire grabs him.
First hidden and thought quietly,
He admires the man’s act.
In the conflict, the boy is well
he asked, though frivolous.
The Lueste compulsion he long ago recognized,
but his goal is “perverted”, banished.
Desperation now seems craving
What would he not do anything.
He tries in quiet time,
To test his deep throat.
Which is only of the man,
No matter how much the piece measures,
Enchant your senses yourself,
he desires the meat as quickly as possible.