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