The magic of reflected love
I want you folded,
Ankles about your ears.
My cock deep inside you,
Pinned but never freer.
I want you folded,
To be filled with my seed.
Pummelled from above,
Mine until your freed.
I want you folded,
Held there til I’m done.
Fucked so fucking hard,
You’ll beg me please can I cum.
I remember the feel of your smooth soft skin.
How it felt in my grasp as I rammed my cock in.
How your hips felt squeezed tight in my grip.
As I hammered home lust, all mystery stripped.
I remember your soft scent, a musky delight.
As my tongue lashed your cunt and closing legs I did fight.
How you wriggled intently til you eventually bucked.
Cumming as I latched to your clit, as I fiercely sucked.
I remember gently tracing lines upon your skin.
Looking and loving, taking all of you in.
Thinking what did I do to deserve a girl such as this.
Saying “I love you” as we shared another lingering kiss.
Is it still sore?
Does your cunt smart?
Is it stinging?
How ’bout your arse?
Did we fuck,
One too many times?
Bump after bump,
Grind after grind.
I’m sorry if I hurt you,
Truly I am.
But if you walked away unscathed,
I didn’t fuck like I can.
You be the kitten,
I’ll be your Tom.
I’ll prowl in the darkness,
You’ll scream as I climb on.
I’ll Fuck you and claw you,
Our tails swirling round.
I’ll bite and you’ll spit,
As we fight on the ground.
You be my kitten,
Your Tom will subdue.
And I ain’t gonna be a lap cat,
When I feral Fuck you.