My dream girl once again
A hunger washes over me whenever my dream girl comes to mind, I lay in bed and fantasize playing with her in a most very kinky kind
Tied up on my bed or bent over laying across my knees, spanking her bottom with a flat paddle ignoring all her moans, her sighs and plea's
Or laying on a picnic blanket in the middle of a big overgrown secret wood, taking her out in a public place the thought would feel so good
Or grabbing her in a cold dark night forcing myself upon her hard and fast, pinning her against a wall not sure knowing how long myself control would last
Ripping off her clothes and lingerie taking her roughly from behind, the thought of exploding my creamy seed into her just simply blows my mind
I'd get her to send me pictures of herself in lingerie I'd lock them in my phone, so I could look at her gorgeous curves anytime when I was all alone
A million different kinky scenarios play naughty scenes into my brain, punctuated solely by my lonely life until I think of my dream girl once again
THE KINKY POET