My Mysogynistic Urge

My misogynistic urge for what’s between your thighs.
Is what drags me down to hell, back up to heaven’s heights.
My misogynistic urge for what’s between your ears.
Is what drives my imagination, knowing we have no fear.
My misogynistic urge for what’s in store for us.
Is what drives our need for a filthy fuck.
My misogynistic urge for your needs to be met.
Is what gets my cock hard and your cunt wet.

You Know

You know what you want,

For your needy lil cunt.

You know it’s what I got,

Hard, glistening, throbbing cock.

You know that I can use it too,

In fact I’d say you abuse it’s use.

My slut, my whore, my horny girl.

Wanting to be fucked til her cock hungry toes curl.

You know what you want,

I know too to be perfectly blunt.

You want me fucking you in every hole.

The only way to quell the need in your lustful soul.

I Think

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.

Nothing As Sweet

There’s nothing as sweet,

As sweet as you.

As between your thighs,

I lap nectarous dew.

My fingers pierce,

Bringing forth a gush.

Coating my face,

So erotically lush.

There’s nothing this sweet,

I promise you.

As you cum with a flood,

I’ve earnt my due.