Rock her !
In her stomach, little girl, little bitch.
He is entered, obscure face, impure male.
Nearer of you, let penetrate his fingers.
She is dirty.
She is suffering.
Windows and doors are closed, he is entered.
Love him ! Sacred, closed family.
Like a church service, regular ritual, every evenning the door opens.
Mum ! She though made her bed
Mum ! Her sheets, her bed are soilted.
Mum ...!
Give you to him his remorse are escapades, he is deflowering you
Give you, but don't shout too loud
His dirty fingers soilted your body.
Again, he is touching you, so much your skin is soft.