The Ripping of Silk

Made to probe so hard and black. Her silky lobes, a yielding reservoir. Worldly pleasures inside anxious to be gored. Hooded beast spears  the walls to her back Sizing the moans much louder than any screams. Muscle bobbing in, out with a flagrant surge. Rounds of ecstasy demons-kings must emerge. Love wrapped about the lust splashed dreams.