In America's Nest Pt. 1

A sudden fear of anxiety and fear controlled my body.
I'd been unaware of the panic attacks I had possessed.
Until I twirled my index finger around my clitoris
& entered America's Nest

Sweet, tender, sensitive & tense
My genitalia had suffered a loss of affection
Locked away, & captured by Palestinians
My treasure desired wet sin

I've calculated 42 days in a cage
Surviving on water & bread
Panic attacks six times a day
Left out for dead

I hear someone enter the dark room
I'm alarmed in hopes of a rescue
He's fully armed in military attire
He notices me, asked that I keep my cool

I'm gasping for air, crying for help
Curious as to who he might be
Someone of my kind, from The U.S
Sweet land of liberty

He grabs my shoulder through the cage
My body weakens in lust
His hands were strong and smooth
My nipples complimented my bust

Didn't take much time for him to release me from the cage
I was guarded as he guides
As I followed his lead
I felt my juices flow down my thighs

I stopped him
He whispered we have to jet
I told him I wanted to reward him
For saving Americas nest

My tongue danced in his mouth
He placed his weapons onto the ground
My neck became his habitant
my body had no bounds

My pussy, warm & resilient
Having been without the throne of a male
Feeling every inch of his dick
I release a yell.

We were heard.

To be continued....