Watching you watching me.
Through excited eyes each can see.
What they want, their heart’s desire.
It’s time to burn, to stoke the fires.
With deep thought, with deeper touch.
A kiss so soft as I clasp binding cuffs.
Knowing smiles appear on our lips.
A gasp passes forth as hands grasp pert tits.
I have what I want, I have my muse.
To clamp hard nipples, to sexually abuse.
An uncontrolled squeal is met with a slap.
Opened mouth now receives its gag.
Such beauty bound engorges cock.
Arousing whimpers, so fucking hot.
Pain endured wets between your thighs.
Fingers forced in widens surprised eyes.
In and out, around and around.
Drawing your soul out through muffled growls.
Then you cum, you cum with a gush that wets.
And damn this feels good, as good as lust gets.
When angels die, do they fall to earth?
Do they come here for their rebirth?
Do I see before me now,
An angel reincarnate, fallen from a cloud.
When angels die, do they retain the look?
Do they hold the beauty from paradise they took?
Is the vision before me heaven on earth?
An angel reincarnate, for which I’d searched.
When angels die, is the cycle complete?
Do they get more beautiful as this cycle repeats?
Could what I see now ever improve?
An angel reincarnate, an angel like you.
You look so pretty when on your knees,
Licking your lips oh so eager to please.
A good girl at heart this I know,
Hungry for cock and the cum that flows.
Innocent, that is, until the time you see,
The bulge in my pants, your wish set it free.
You look so pretty gagging balls deep,
Brave little girl covered in drool seeped.
A good girl at heart this I can sense,
As I fire into your throat, your fetish, your bent.
I want your pussy on a plate,
So I can feed before I fuck it straight.
I want your arse up in a swing,
So I can lube and slide my cock in.
I want you in fishnet looking hellishly hot.
So I can get my fill of the fetishes I’ve got.