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.

Do you love it?

Do you love it when I tell you that I wank over you?

Do you love it when I show you videos of spurting goo?

Does it whet your own lusts, wet your vagina for play?

Does it fuel the fire that cums in you every single day?

Do you love it when I tell you that our pact of depravity,

Fuels my hand as it strokes my cock to set my desires free.