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"The Devil in My Mynd; and, You, in My Bed."

If I snuck up on You from behind:
don't be frightened; I only want to
share with You, what I've learned
and for what reason I've been born

I'll wrap My arms around You and
hold You tightly against My chest
Even though I won't be suffocating
You, You won't be able to catch Your...

Breath; because

I've got the Devil in My mynd;
Now, I need You in My bed

So I can do unto You, everything
that He has said

Laid out underneath Me, where
You belong, with Your ass in the
air; I'll take both cheeks into My
strong hands and spread You wide,
lick Your juicy lips and ass, making
them open and, it ache for me to be...

Inside

From the nape of Your neck to Your
anus, I'll lick You with My tongue and
hope when I lick it, You cum
and aren't squeamish

I've got the Devil in My mynd;
Now, I need You in My bed

So I can do unto You, everything
that He has said

Instinctively you thrust and gutturally,
You groan as You feel Your stomach
churn inside for more and to be used
for what You were born

Starting all over again, I Lick You up,
from ass to nap of neck;
You quiver and begin to sweat and beg

I've got the Devil in My mynd;
Now, I need You in My bed

So I can do unto You, everything
that He has said

My Cock hard as Granite now, I unmercifully
tease; as I rub it up and down on Your pussy
that's gaping and flowing...

Profusely

Your anticipations getting the better of You
so You scream,

"Please, Shove it in," and,
for this outburst I grab You by Your hair and
slap Your ass with My hand

Only making You more lustful and insane, so I
forcefully grab You by Your thighs and pull
You up onto, for what You've been waiting

I don't, "Fuck Around;" You're gonna take it...

Deep

With as Gaping and Wet as You are it splits
You apart and slides way up inside, with ease

So goddamned Arousing You are when You...

Scream

You convulse for a while and buck wildly, till
My cock controls You and You give in, as I
ruthlessly with Animalistic Aggression...

Plow You; because, You need to Realize;

I've got the Devil in My mynd;
Now, I need You in My bed

So I can do unto You, everything
that He has said

* I have changed  Dumuzi to Myself,
   (Horny Pan).

The Song of, "Inanna."

What I tell you
Let the singer weave into song.
What I tell you,
Let it flow from ear to mouth,
Let it pass from old to young:
My vulva, the horn,
The Boat of Heaven,
Is full of eagerness like the young moon.
My untilled land lies fallow.
As for me, Inanna,
Who will plow my vulva!
Who will plow my high field!
Who will plow my wet ground!
As for me, the young woman,
Who will plow my vulva!
Who will station the ox there!
Who will plow my vulva!"

I Pan replied:

"Great Lady, I Pan will plow your vulva.
I, Pan the King, will plow your vulva." 
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