Tangled Up

Release me from these bare naked branches I’m tangled up in                                                  Because soon the woeful night will encroach wantonly upon my sin

The bark punishes my ass like a whip from the master I serve, with pleasure                          I reach for the comfort of the last lonely leaf to cover my pu**y, his treasure

But it crackles quickly in my soft hand and the only hope to hide me fades…                        Another lover I see coming over the hill runs to me and stares at my Jade

Burning eyes filled with lust he climbs up the tree taking advantage of me.