nick zedd mouth fucks himself in an all-night starbucks
as
I sip my tea
eyes goo-ing moist
a viral death dance
the couple next table over
chats in flirtatious one liners
o-hahahahahahahaha
o-heeheeheeheeheeheehee
as
**thrust in me**
a cockhead
taps the still warm corpse of nick's feminine self
I sip my tea
in a drizzle of light pop new Elton john
at
11pm
and every table sags
from the weight of so many laptops
I sip my tea
the jizz spews hot
against the creeping cold
within and without
and the money changes hands
for boiled beans
far less magical
than
nick zedd the man
mouth fucking
