Twist

Laying here thinking about your blood flowing
As those images flicker across your screen
Releasing your erection
As he pounds her in each suceedent scene
The echoing sound of your hand
Stroking your moist cock
Your labored breath
Arousing my aftershock
Gripping tighter
Simulating my walls
Arousal rising from the memory of your laughter
Watching my chest rise and fall
Scenes replaying of your body spasms in cataclysmic release
Moaning the tortured melody
Of your calculated caprice
Enraptured
Forever wearing these chains
Laying here writhing craving the pain