Consumed

I see her on the track
and I wonder what her pussy would taste like
and then I see that one
and I wonder what her pussy would feel like wrapped around my cock
and then that one appears
and I wonder if she likes to have her ass licked
and then I see her friend
and I wonder if they've ever eaten each other
or shared a cock
and then I think about the hot couple who owns the convenience store
and I think that just to get to her pussy
I might go through him
then I tell myself that I'm a fucking pervert
and then I laugh and keep looking
and keep driving home from my hockey game
and I go out of my way to pass the university
jam packed with tight college pussy
and I wonder how many I could fuck before my less than young cock
gave out completely
I see the girls who clean my office
and I wonder if they'd let me stack them
pussy against pussy
my cock in the middle rubbing against two clits
and I wonder who would cum first (me without question)
and then I see the girl at the checkout line in whole foods
and I wonder if she likes it in the ass
because you never know
and then my mind wanders back to the woman from my massage school
who begged me mercilessly to come home with her
and let her husband watch me fuck her and clean her pussy
with his tongue after I came
and I remember how I was entranced
because she loved it in the ass
and then the red light breaks the spell
and I return to my role
as the dutiful husband, father, employee, provider
until I see that one holding her girlfriend's hand
and once again I am transported