The magic of reflected love
Daddy likes what you do for him,
Your tongue licking along his bulging shaft.
He simply adores the view,
As your hand firmly grasps.
He loves you sucking his lollipop,
Your lips around its head.
Can’t get enough of his Babygirl,
Getting filthy in a cum covered mess.
Daddy likes what you do for him,
It makes him feel so alive.
He loves the way his sweet little girl,
Laps up her gift her surprise.
I lust you
So deeply and depraved
Sex and all its possibilities
Are what my sinful soul craves
The paraphernalia
Of a filthy godless fuck
The feeling of your orgasm
As your body tied writhes and bucks
I lust you
Cumming in all your holes
Filling you with my burning flesh
Without me you’ll feel so cold
You’ll crave my insidious return
As I desperate need you too
And on our unholy reunion
I’ll fuck my way back deep into you
I take innocence
Tear it apart in despair
I grasp it in fist
A handful of hair
I fill its mouth
With the lust hung between my thighs
I fuck its face
Revelling in its tear filled eyes
I use it to feed
My blackened soul
I need it more and more
To make me feel whole
I take innocence
In its pure sweetest form
And fuck into into hell
Unto me the whore is born
My little slut,
My dirty little whore.
Sweating as you cum,
Led naked on the floor.
Dildo in your cunt,
Vibrating aching clit.
Shaking into orgasm,
As your wet sex drips.
Your phone sits watching,
Recording all for me.
Your phone my window,
Letting Daddy see.
My little slut,
My dirty little whore.
Now my cock’s in hand,
Wanking til I’m sore.