Your WhoreMoans

Is it true

What you said?

About eighteen

About today?

That you’d rather screw

Lining up the thread

Making a little scream

A little pervy play

Remove your veil

Let me see your blush

Multiplying hormones

I think I can try

Skin full of braille

Reading my crush

Your whore moans

I think I can try

Defying biology

And gravity

It seems impossible

And yet…

I’ve read our astrology

Received your depravity

The scenes were possible

And yes….I’ll be your pet

My Dark

A star so dark

And I’m left in its dust

There is no one to blame

For my crying flesh

My crying soul

You left a mark

With your syrupy lust

But my desires won’t tame

Always ready, always fresh

My life’s mystery hole

The world turns

A technicolor dream

And won’t look back

We can’t take anything

We can’t keep anything

Not even the slack

Oh dark star…

You trickster

Oh dark star…

It’s from you

I became

Black Lace

Black lace

Covers your face

Cock raising

Fuck, hell yea I’m praising

Your body

So naughty

Hidden night moves

For my slutty fantasy

Nothing else will do

For me, that is true

A meeting of the mind

We are two of a kind💞

Conceal and hide

Play peek a boo

As you fuck in your goo

Is that you daddy?

Demand I cum

As you spank my bum

Tell me to show you

Make me reveal

The vulgar, base

Primal needs I have


Thankyou my love, truly…Thankyou