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Possessing the night
He will possess her darkness like the night
He'll have her special charms just as he'd planned;
He settles down; let him enjoy insights:
The quiet surfing of her gentle hands -
Temptation flows from them down from his neck
There is forgetfulness, as she supplies
His wants; he'd pull her over - at his beck
And call - with maleness between her thighs;
A woman isn't as ephemeral
As the word "forever", when there's love,
For love won't last - companionship is all;
Why not create some distance? From above
Her fine lips look so lovely as she sucks
His cock in - it has flavour that is rich:
As rich as skin that is well marked - he fucks
Her and he whispers "You're my loving bitch."
Then she looks up and gasps - there is no shock:
It's recognition - this is how it is;
She is the sweet slave to all he'll unlock
And this is how a moist pussy must live:
Embodying the lust that he will fill,
Then emptying again, before his thrust
Ensures she is deprived of her free will
And finds that his impalement is a must;
Watch out! Watch out! Her morals almost scream;
But she is quite ensorcelled with the pace
That he has shown her; and she's really keen
To be degraded, used and to disgrace
The thoughts she might have at liberty;
Equality and the fraternal feel
Of love and the companionship to be
Assure that love is done; but let him steal...
Her from that purer path, that is not for
A naughty girl that he would paint so black
With epithets like "slut" and "cunt" and "whore"
Before he presses down and his attack
Is greeted by submission of a kind
That he has dreamed of - ah the soft duress
Is something she exudes, for soon he'll find
Her darkness is the night that he'd possess..
He'll have her special charms just as he'd planned;
He settles down; let him enjoy insights:
The quiet surfing of her gentle hands -
Temptation flows from them down from his neck
There is forgetfulness, as she supplies
His wants; he'd pull her over - at his beck
And call - with maleness between her thighs;
A woman isn't as ephemeral
As the word "forever", when there's love,
For love won't last - companionship is all;
Why not create some distance? From above
Her fine lips look so lovely as she sucks
His cock in - it has flavour that is rich:
As rich as skin that is well marked - he fucks
Her and he whispers "You're my loving bitch."
Then she looks up and gasps - there is no shock:
It's recognition - this is how it is;
She is the sweet slave to all he'll unlock
And this is how a moist pussy must live:
Embodying the lust that he will fill,
Then emptying again, before his thrust
Ensures she is deprived of her free will
And finds that his impalement is a must;
Watch out! Watch out! Her morals almost scream;
But she is quite ensorcelled with the pace
That he has shown her; and she's really keen
To be degraded, used and to disgrace
The thoughts she might have at liberty;
Equality and the fraternal feel
Of love and the companionship to be
Assure that love is done; but let him steal...
Her from that purer path, that is not for
A naughty girl that he would paint so black
With epithets like "slut" and "cunt" and "whore"
Before he presses down and his attack
Is greeted by submission of a kind
That he has dreamed of - ah the soft duress
Is something she exudes, for soon he'll find
Her darkness is the night that he'd possess..
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