The Orphan

I wanted something more
Than simple child porn
I wanted something real
Something that I could feel

Burn it down
That I must
Burn the orphanage
To satisfy my lust

The smallest spark ignites a flame that spreads

Orphanage ablaze
It succumbs to rising flames

Bottom floor children flee
I told the cops it wasn't me

Flames are spreading fast
As I stroke my shaft

Kids jump off the roof
As I jerk off to their screams

Newborn hits the ground
And I cream

Smoldering ash
Used to be a child's bones

Now nothing remains
Except for my cum

Jacking off in a lunchbox
I fill it with my seed

Motorboating
A dying nun



Credits
Writer(s): Will Hedervare
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