Songtext von Teabagging The Dead

Dip - drop your scrotum down into the mouth of this unpeaceful dead corpse Dip - sack shrivels up, dried cold saliva, teabag the dead My pleasure From this dead sibling That I have just killed For my teabagging It feels grand Dip - drop your scrotum down into the mouth of this unpeaceful dead corpse Dip - sack shrivels up, dried cold saliva, teabag the dead My hand on cock Balls in its mouth Start to beat off Ready to cum on her dead face Blood pumps into my rod with enthusiasm, exciting me Body tenses up I feel the urge to splooge on her forehead Erupting thick beads of babies on her sinking face Dead teeth scrape my balls, best feeling ever while getting off Kind of feel guilty, for this obscene action I've done Wouldn't have happened, if I wasn't horny off the family portrait