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She Is Sex (Pt. 2)
“I regret regretting my nature.
My nature to be free
to experience sex and lust
on a level that's depraved......” O.S.
…..2nd act, exposition unfolding
creepy-crawling,
straight into my chambers
withholding nothing
my hands
tangled in
her long, black hair
loosening the belt of her
wrapped dress,
watching it fall from her hip
the cool quiver of her lip
unencumbered by any
trace of underwear.....
…..her brown skin smooth as silk
pulling her head to my lap
pushing my sword deep
into her throat
all the way up to hilt......
….aah the reflex
deep inside her
cavernous neck,
drowning me
her warm saliva
killing me softly
straining hard to breathe, satisfying my carnal need
thrusting harder
hips pushing faster
trying to bring forth my wanton seed......
…...but not yet my pretty
pulling my sword
from deep within her velvet sheathe
I'm hers and she's mine
both aiming to please
whilst down
upon bended knee
my strong, thick fingers
press deep inside
her beautiful, tight brown flower
pulling me
down
down
down
feeling lusts awesome power
depravity and bitter sin .....
(…..be not afraid sweet little bitch of mine, my finger now all the way in)
feeling her heat,
this rhythm moves the night
rotating our universe,
sliding in and out
her sphincter tight
“strumming her pain with my finger
singing her life with his words
killing her softly with his song
killing her softly with his words
telling her whole life
with his words killing her softly.....with this song”
the only softness
found in my refrain,
an unrequited lust
throbbing, pulsing
I am
hard as stone
once again.......finding unspeakable joy through the seductive throes of pain
“….lay your head on my pillow and just relax”
rolling that voluptuous frame
over onto your back
peering deep into those
“pretty brown eyes”
moving my body between
her phat, delicious thighs
fiercely drilling into
her tight, wet well
temperature rising, no denying
the devil's playground
I burn inside the boughs of her devlish hell
filling the abyss, stealing your soul
making you loose all control
as toes curl tightly
her legs extend towards the moon
a total lunar eclipse
approaching soon
cumming close,
her back bone arching her hips into me.....
“Daddy....fuck the shit out of me, please”
“So Deep
I'm Gutted
Cum drenched..
Back arched
Knees shaking.
Cum inside let it run down my thighs....” O.S.
She “is” Sex
lusty hot sauce squirting
from our union
two beast unleashed
our bodies blended,
quaking
a paradigm shift of the atmosphere ensuing.......
….this is no ordinary love
and She IS Sex
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