The magic of reflected love
I think it’s about time that I cocked you raw.
That I used every hole til I can’t cos it’s sore.
I think you need hours of being forcefully fucked.
Your arse, your mouth, your wet little cunt.
I think you need to feel that you’re used.
Begging for the cum that I spurt as it soothes.
I think the sadist that resides within me.
Needs to quell your masochistic needs.
Open up,
Let me in,
Let me give,
That ultimate sin.
Feel the lust,
Slide inch by inch,
Feel it stretch,
You lucky bitch.
For my cock,
That fills your arse,
Is what you dreamt,
In nights that passed.
But now it’s real,
Fantasy is gone,
That pleasure, that pain,
Has you cumming so strong.
Tis a slut with a hunger for cock that I yearn.
One with an eager mouth for sperm.
One that’s compliant, but not so much so.
That she wouldn’t take a spanking for indiscretions shown.
Tis a whore, a cock hungry bitch that I need.
One that dutifully falls to her knees.
One that pulls her plump buttocks apart.
And begs, please Daddy, fuck my arse.
Tis you sweet Beauty, tis you that I want.
The one that gave me her dripping little cunt.
The one that gives her Master what’s required.
The one who calls her Beast her sire.
Oh to be quarantined, locked down just me and you.
Locked away for weeks, what an opportunity to use.
Our solitude without interruption, sheer fucking bliss.
Just a daddy and his babygirl, his horny lil miss.
We’d do absolutely everything, we’d play so soft, so hard.
And once your lil cunt’s too sore, we’d start using your arse.
You’d dress to tease, from cute to whorish slut.
Each and every outfit, screaming come daddy fuck!
And I would, cos no virus could ever stop.
Me wanting my sick twisted way, taking what you’ve got.
Oh to be quarantined, locked down just me and you.
Making the most of the time we’d have, fucking away the flu.