THIS

His cock in my mouth, my clit in his
The wetness of both
He edges my cunt . . . then he is in
Deep and whole and hard
I push to take more then try to struggle free
He fucks me so good, my thoughts and words no longer exist
I can only make noise and sound and breath
I beg and grunt whilst he holds me firm
He tears at my breasts, his fingers inside me, places I should say no to
Hair screamed back, I am lost and losing
Pulling me back, pushing me down, making me submit
Gently choking the moans out of me
Off the bed, on the floor, shaking from use, I am ragged in his hands
His mouth tastes of my insides, my wet cunt and ass
Thrusting deep, pounding me hard, no gentle touch here
His grip is on my hips, my tits, my lips, no mercy, no plan
Frantic now, panic in his cock, the twitch, the itch, the switch
Then it’s his sound, his noise, his breath, his pleasure
He finds it with cum and cunt and kiss
Then comes the collapse between us, the softness again, then sleep
You see there’s sex. There’s love. And then there’s this