Cliteater Cliteater Cliteater
As I touch the periphery of your c***
Feeling congested pus and vaginal fluids
My fingers start to twinkle
Having the urge to eat your c***
Puncturing your c*** with my teeth
I hear you moaning
Smashing your face is
One of my deeds
Now I hear you groaning
Cliteater Cliteater Cliteater
