"Was it Merely a, Well-needed, Long, Hard Fuck."

 
The Morning after, a long night
of Intellectual Talking & also of
full on, no-positions barred sex,
that was full of, such Fucking...

Bliss

Was there still a Connection: one
deeper than her wetness let me
go and my staggering Erection...

(Sometimes, My swagger is a bit
 less smooth, in relation to, how
 My cocks reacting: all You guys
 know: when she looks at You up
 & down with that sly look in her
 eye and coyly asks, with a smirk,
       "Is Everything, Alright;"

   You already Know she Knows;
     Sexxxy little Kitten wants to
     skip the bar and go straight
     for the, "Top Shelf," where it's
   better quality and hits her hard)"

199 Proof: she Swallows it, straight up
like a Champ, right down her throat, till
 it hits her guts and makes her Giddy

Face bright red: she starts getting loose
and does that seductive dance with the,
    Cum, "Fuck Me," look in her eyes

No more Disguise; she starts Breathing
Heavily with Breasts heaving; she tries
   to walk but her knees are buckling

No more Resolve; she Desires the Cock...

That she's intentionally brushed into over
    and over again in the crowded room

It's already unleashed in her the daemon
     that goes by the name of, "Freak,"

All the positions that she knows, that make
her do anything You'll want makes it able
          for You to call Her, "Legion,"

"My Sex is Legion, because We are Many;
  the Names of Our Lusts will render You
                              a Fiend,"