My perfect kinky whore
I pick up your damp lace panties put them into my pocket they're my spoils of war, torn off you in the throws of passion you looked so hot dressed up has a sexy whore
Short skirt high heels stockings with your lace lingerie coloured my favourite red, the outfit you chose was exactly what I had inside my head
Finding you waiting on the corner i loved the way you asked did i want to fuck and when you told me it was for free i couldn't believe my luck
You took me back to your place you sat me on your big satin bed, you unzipped my trousers and once I was hard you began to give me head
Then you took off all your clothes laid down and spread your pussy wide, I slid slowly between your legs and pushed my solid shaft inside
I began to move at a powerful steady pace you stuck your nails into my skin, you growled at me to go faster then raised your hips higher to take my cock right in
A night full of lustful dirty sex, theres no man who could ask for more, I love it when we play role play games you were a truly perfect kinky whore
THE KINKY POET