Ownership in your dream
You are wearing Red lace, you unsupervised at home, you are Sending messages to me from your mobile phone
Can you feel me cross the void, your pussy's mine to own, I ravenous as a hungry dog and you're a juicy bone
I walk up behind you, around your neck I hold you tight, I'm gonna fuck you hard right now, you'll be my slave tonight
I guide you over the dinning table, pull your lace panties to the ground, you are now under my control, your pussy's mine to pound
Fingers in your wetness, you pussy's nice and oh so very tight, I finger fuck you slowly, it's your first orgasm of the night
You're bent over on the table, I'm now down on my knees, licking and probing you, I hear your moan and pleas
You are begging for my cock, you want to feel my cum, but I'm still eating pussy with a finger in your bum
You are now pushing back, you want my tongue to go in deep, I'm frantically lapping your sacred place, I love to make you seep
Now my face is soaked in you, I need to blow my seed But first I must bite your thigh, leaving a reminder of my deed
Then I stand behind you, my cock slides in, though your pussy's tight, I start to grind you slowly, I'm having fun tonight
One hand holds you down, with the other I pull your hair, I start to pound you fast, you scream without a care
You tell me I'm in charge, I own you, you're my kinky toy, I tell you write my initials on your thigh, so your owned by this poet boy
A few more thrusts I'm nearly done, I tell you get on your knees, I pull on my cock a few times then cover you in seed
We kiss and we cuddle, ìt's now time for some aftercare, then I must leave you in this dream, but tomorrow evening I'll be there
THE KINKY POET