Calamity gin rides

 In the dawns rosey streak of new fate
She spins deliriously
Shreeks of pleasure escape
Behind bounce and jiggle of sweet rounded titties
Making men aware of her tilt a whirl heart
How fragile it is....
But she breaks willingly
And little by little comes completely apart

Men rush to her
Believing she needs put back together
Like some fair skinned fairy tale princess
Thinks she longs for fast rescue
But her shreeks have been misconstrued

She aches for healing touch...
Yes...
But not help through compromise
She needs..
Yearns
Desires
Him to feel the real depth of her strength
Her great ability to ride hard
A man to hang on tight
And yowl from the pure hot rush of her spin

Written by Calamitygin