A wet days play
It's cold and wet how I hate the rain, we'll have to stay in today, what shall we do now I ponder, I guess we could always have some kinky play
You go put on something sexy, I'll get the toy box and make some space, let's pretend our living rooms a dungeon or we could just fuck in every place
I love looking in the toy box, I see things we haven't played with for a while, nipple clamps and assorted butt plugs, all designed to make you cum and smile
There's handcuffs and spreaders, the love beads can be such fun, obviously if they're in you and absolutely nowhere near my bum
Oh yes here's the flogger and the leather tipped riding crop, I remember spanking you with that, it took ages for you to say please stop
God that was a power trip, it left awesome marks upon your skin, I think we used hot was for the first time that night, what a memorable night of sin
Are you dressed and ready yet, looking in this box has made me hot, I didn't know which ones to choose today, so shall we just use bloody the lot
THE KINKY POET