Beast Intentions

She's not just any beast
She's by far the best
Kneading me with her claws extended
My once perfect flesh now perforated and bruised
Now willing to receive
Now a sacrifice to her drooling dark deity
Until Mine intervenes
I grow hysterical
Craving the attention of her tongue
Which finally arrives like the crack of a whip
My cock quivers, almost snapping to attention
Intent on obeying her lips
As they slide down that entire length
Devouring me whole
Doesn't take long for me to explode
She rolls back on her haunches
Licking her chops
Saying "You're mine, sweet thing
Make yourself at home in my lair
Your best intentions vanish in thin air."