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.

Hey There My Sweet Lil Miss

Hey there my sweet lil miss,
Come give your Daddy a great big kiss.
Come and give him something more,
You know how he loves his dirty lil whore.
Hey there my sweet lil miss,
Daddy’s hard, come take a look at this.
Your favourite thing to lick, to suck,
To climb on board, to ride, to fuck.
Hey there my sweet lil miss,
When your done I must really insist.
That you clean up our sexy wet mess,
Vanilla ain’t the flavour that you love the best.
Hey there my sweet lil miss.
Come cuddle up in snuggly bliss.
Come hold on to your Daddy, oh so tight,
To drift into dreams on this cold winter night.

My Dream

Last night, you were in my dreams.
My princess of perv, between my knees.
You stroked, you sucked, you gagged on cock.
Having the time of our lives, when you turned, I fucked.
I rammed in from behind, fucking you hard.
Your head under my desk, face shocked, alarmed.
For I didn’t hold back, I gave every ounce.
By the end when I came, you looked battered, trounced.
You were as happy as I was exhausted, your face flushed with a smile.
And then you got back under the desk and I worked for a little while.
I wonder what the dream meant, what it says about me.
For you lived under my desk and I fucked you as hard as can possibly be.

True story…