Submissions by LXSmith

My fifty, my fifty,
So broken inside
Mrs Robinson corrupted you
How could you let that slide?
She fucked and tortured you
Again and again
Is that why you have a taste for dominating women?

You hate to be touched in a number of places,
But I like to kiss your scars
And be fucked in various spaces
The Audi, your bedroom, your Red Room of Pain
Your kitchen, your games room it never feels the same.

I roll my eyes at you and your palm begins to twitch
You’ll want to spank me, but I’ll act like a bitch
If I bite my lip, you’ll want...

It started off as one big dream
To be with you beneath the sheets
But now that it has become true
We're holding hands beneath the blue
To have and to hold from this day forward
Is it actually really so straightforward?
Our love for each other is like a work of art,
Together 'til the end, 'til death do us apart.

Ever since the day that we first met
Our relationship delved into different depths
You fell out of the sky in a magic blue box
We had biscuits and wine on those extremely high rocks
I'll love you forever unconditionally
Now...

It goes up, it goes down
it goes in and out
bumping and grinding until it spills out
salty and gloopy out it comes
sliding down between vagina and bum.

Soft and squidgy, wet inside
fill me up and let it slide
clean me, eat me, slurp it up,
don't spit just swallow it up.

Touch me, tickle me, make it hard,
suck my lollipop, catch you off guard
lick the top, make it squirt
make it feel like a gelatin dessert.