Internet whore.

Far away in contact on the net
having never met.
Seen you once on cam
Wished I was your man.

It was my words that attracted you
if only you knew.
My words I would love to put
in action giving you satisfaction.

Making love soft and slow
turning up the crescendo.
Making you beg your pussy wet.

Some times fingers may be a fist
you are on my bucket list.
Pussy whipping biting and spitting.
Your master I say
you dare not disobey.

Fulfilling our fantasies no taboo
me fucking you.
Telling me what I love to hear
feeling you here.
Stroking my self thinking of you
all the things I want to do.

Our sex would set the room on fire
so hot is our desire.
Our bodies scratched and bruised
fuck how I want my muse.