Feed Me! (or she likes to fight)

I need to feed!
You are my prey!
The hunger is to much,
you can't get away.

I grow faster and stronger,
the longer I wait,
but if I wait to long,
it will be to late.

I grab your arms,
and hold you tight.
You struggle at first,
but give up the fight.

I rip off you shirt,
to reveal your chest.
Then tear off your bra,
to expose your breast.

You grow weak in the knees,
as the passion sets in.
I toss you to the ground,
then I begin.

The kisses are forceful,
but also sweet.
The tingle begins,
from your head to your feet.

My tongue is exploring,
all your nooks and crannies,
as I work my way down,
and slip off your panties.

Your body is on fire
as I work my way down.
My deepest desire
is to hear but one sound.

Screams of pleasure,
tearing through the night,
as you grow closer to coming,
you begin to fight.

You climax so hard
on my tongue and face,
running down my chin
I bask in the taste.

I feed well on you energy,
skin and come.
See how good it can be
if you'll only succumb!