Untitled( spiders lay eggs in the passage that was my face)

the motif was a hairy bush. the dude kept pounding this beautiful pale red head woman and touching her bush. he made her touch her bush. she moaned as she stroked it. you like that hairy bush, she said. yeah you like that hairy bush. they never kissed. he really worked her over. her chest was beet red. he moved her like furniture and pumped away. i thought she was so beautiful. i wanted to make her love me and force her not to see any of her peers. she didn’t have movie star looks or model