FUCKED OR FICTION?

She's a sweet child, a soon to be woman
Who really believes in true love
Yet likes nothing more than to ride high, corrupted by
Eighteen inches of hothouse cucumber
Wide, plunging in and out of her
Like a steam hammer
Smashing her, ramming her like a piston
Hard, delinquent, merciless, splitting her
Cramming her mind with disbelief at the size of it
She's taking it, She can't believe it
But Oh how she needs it
Her legs spread wide
Her eyes roll in amazement
She pulls herself apart
This must be love
Sex with a baby who can't get enough
Insatiable since birth she's giving herself
What she deserves
She pleads for it, begs for it,
"More, More
Please Daddy Please
More Daddy Please
Please Daddy Please"