The Z in Beast

Z rears his ugly head,

He wants nothing but you on his bed.

He’s sacrilegious, a deviant pervert,

So please beware, please be alert.

He wants to push things into you.

He wants an object to do what he’ll do.

He wants pleasure, just for himself.

If you get it too, that’s luck you’ve been dealt.

For deep inside he’s nothing but lust.

Like an elephant in season, the season of must.

He wants his fix, his sweet lil miss.

He wants to corrupt, to use you as his.

He’s selfish, he may even be evil?

He’ll stop at nothing, in pleasure’s retrieval.

Folding you, binding you, whipping your arse.

Dressing you up into roles that he’ll cast.

So understand what vile creature’s within.

The beast with his tools, delivering sin.

The corruptor wanting what he sees.

The Beast wanting his girl serving his needs.

I’m a Pervert

As I slipped out of my clothes,

I was looking at you.

As my cock stiffened,

I knew what I’d do.

I pulled out my nets,

I slid them on.

Considered the merits,

Of a lacy thong.

But didn’t wear it,

As you saw.

I wanted my cock free,

To show you all.

So masturbator filled with lube,

Slid onto my bulging head.

And then I stroked steady at first,

Before finally losing the thread.

With a grunt I came into said toy,

The white cream showing through opaque.

And then I milked as I filmed,

Hoping you’d like the X rate.

I’m a pervert my love, a slave to lust,

But that you already knew.

I’m a pervert my love, I can’t help myself,

When I send my fun times to you.