The Slammer

You misunderstood the night
and what's in store
for tonight you belong to me
and you are my moon
no lights

no kissing or nibbling tonight
spit on this dick then slide it into you
hard strokes
swallow every hard note
take it
no complaints
deep into that needy valley

open wide
cuff those ankles
hold that position
If you listen hard enough you'll hear the ocean
spraying on my peninsula

Im at work
hard strokes
rocking you steady
hitting that spot
the same spot
pin point
accuracy

draining you of that good wet thang
stabbing you without mercy
oozing
muscles contracting
digging you out
deep long strokes
pulling your spirit away from your body

you are running wet down the thighs
creamy inside and out
panting
beating my seed into you deep
sweat dripping, ass gripping
filling you up with this good meaty
vitamin D
hard stick
in that wet mist

slamming into your very existance
until you are depleted of your greed
and your are pleasantly swolen and sore
and your eyes are no more
your body glistened
your lungs reaching for breath
your legs dead to the world

The Slammer