Pleasures and Dreams - Brainbombs

Tears of fright and pain streak down the little boy’s face

The big, stiff cock in his ass

The little boy screams, «oh my God!»

When he pumps the little baby’s ass

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

Genius and brutality, taste and power

He started to masturbate into the child’s face

The baby cries harder, dick in the face

Facefuck a little boy

The little boy all alone, tears in sperm

It was genius and brutality, taste and power

He begins to piss a few drops at first

Then the piss comes steady

In a hot stream drenching the tiny naked and bruised body

The boy closes his eyes and prays for his mommy and daddy

He pissed all over the little boy

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

Tears of fright and pain streak down the little boy’s face

The big, stiff cock in his ass

The little boy screams, «oh my God!»

When he cums the little boy in his ass

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

He started to masturbate into the child’s face

The baby cries harder, dick in the face

Facefuck a little boy

The little boy all alone, tears in sperm

It was genius and brutality, taste and power

He begins to piss a few drops at first

Then the piss comes steady

In a hot stream drenching the tiny naked and bruised body

The boy closes his eyes and prays for his mommy and daddy

He pissed all over the little boy

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

Dick in the face, facefuck a little boy

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

He pissed all over the little boy

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

Tears of fright and pain streak down the little boy’s face

The big, stiff cock in his ass

The little boy screams, «oh my God!»

When he pumps the little baby’s ass

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power

Starting to masturbate into the child’s face

The baby cried harder, dick in the face

Facefuck a little boy, the little boy all alone

Tears in sperm

And it was genius and brutality, taste and power