Satan's Tusk

As you kneel from his musk ,he begins his thrust. Try as you must ,you give in to your lust. Your legs now spread wide, as he begins his dive. Moving your hips, as he fingers your lips .closer and closer his husk hits your clit. He now has full power of your every hour .Your life he's devoured, by your every cower . You could get away .. yet you've decided to stay.. now as he takes you by the  flower  
His grip only grows stronger as his tusk goes in deeper ..and deeper.. and deeper.. he plants the seed .. that comes back as the Reaper.. You begin to fall at his every call.. as his eyes only sinister in what he calls you.. his dinner.. as night turns to day your memory fades away.. yet once his eyes turn your way.. again your called to lay.. Never breaking free was your final fee.. for years to come ..Statan has his way.