Tunnel I imagine a glistening
cunt shining
light at the distant end
of the tunnel,
a funnel to fill
a hole of thrills
receptacle of soul
of extended endless cock,
between asshole and belly-button
finger brushes both, barely
bare skin oh to be within,
legs that spread
and beckon with curving
joints, pointing
ever inwards
undeterred, spurred by
flipping feet
to slam, slam, slam
unrelenting unrepenting penetration of
pussy, soft tender and
juicy
like raw flesh steak
begging to be torn apart,
even by a vegetarian.