Torn panties
Your body crashes against the door, my hands around your throat real tight, you will obey all my commands I now own for the night
I rip open your blouse, the buttons fly off with a pop, once my sexual beast has been let loose there's no way I can stop
You're wearing Red lace lingerie, my hungers at its peak, I push your torn panties into your mouth, it makes it hard to breath or speak
Soon your bras on the floor I'm leaving bite marks on each tit, I force your legs open and push my fingers in your slit
The mixture of pain and pleasure makes you sigh and moan, your naked and I'm taking videos of me using you on my mobile phone
I throw the phone on the chair, I spin you so now your face is at the door, I slide my cock into your soaking hole and call you my hungry whore
Pounding you hard from behind you shake as you start to cum, with every thrust I crash into you, I put a hard slap across your bum
I explode deep inside you, I fill your pussy with my seed, it looks like I owe you new clothes and lingerie after taking all I need
THE KINKY POET