Prowling like a Tiger
I'm prowling like a Tiger but I'm hunting for my sexy Qieen, she should have been home an hour ago I wonder where she is i don't know where she's been
At last i hear her car pull up my waiting is over I need not prowl no more, the moment she comes through the house I'll pin her to the floor
My passions been rising today she's been the only thing on my mind, i have had the most filthiest thoughts about her, the really kinky kind
Hope she's in the mood to play i pray she's wearing my favourite little skirt, she loves to tease me when she's got it on my very sexy flirt
The key finally opens up the door i hear it open up the lock, already my pulse is racing and I've a frantic throbbing running down my cock
I grab her and push up against the wall i start growling nasty comments in her ear, her hand goes down straight to my stiffened cock she knows just why I am here
Soon her clothes are strewn across the house we make love in every room, I made sure i kept myself control i didn't want to cum to soon
THE KINKY POET