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.

The Hunger

The hunger,
It never stops.
The need to feed,
On what you’ve got.
Ravenous,
Insatiable want.
For you,
For your delicious lil cunt.
Starved,
Craving you.
I can still taste,
Your honey dew.
Feed me,
Pull me in.
And don’t let me go,
Til we’re both full of sin.

Lie Back

Just lie back,
Enjoy the ride,
My mouth on your pussy,
Licking you high.
I’m in my place,
Doing what I love,
Giving you pleasure,
Til enough is enough.
But no I’ll not stop,
Enough can’t be done,
Not as long,
As you can still cum.
And you know I’m ready,
That I’m willing to stay,
Between your thighs,
All fucking day.
So lie back,
Savour the highs,
And let me give you,
The ride of your life.