Salty-sweet Hellfire

Frustration seeps from every pore of my dark, dirty, wanton core!
Spilling over throbbing edges, slickening the dark places unlike ever before...
Soft  curves seeking a harsher touch. A much, much deeper... fulfillment...
A fantasy to be crossed off, no complications or murderous commitment.

I feel you when I close my eyes and touch my wet desire.
I lick my lips and taste us there, all salty- sweet and hellfire.
You're sick and twisted, with a silver tongue, just like the devil inside me.
My deamons wish to play with yours; hard, slow, deep and utterly unyielding.

I lie naked, kissed with darkness, wishing your hands were the night.
Explore  every crevice, inch and nerve; promise pleasure in the absence of the light.
Wanting your lips where the moonlight caresses every trembling mound and peak...
Your tongue to tease my swollen quim to free the devils that roar but  do not speak...

Attempt to exorcise what  possesses me; discipline me with your rod.
Invade me just like Lucifer. Make me beg for more. Make me beg for God.
Fold me over, spread me wide, see me drip as you slip inside.
Swell the pressure, build the speed, fill me with your fallen-angel seed.

Stretch me to my limits, as my lips close around  your thick delicious base.
I'll kiss and lick and suck your dick until you explode, shaking in my face.
I crave your pulsating, persistent thrusts and lips to burn across my skin.
Fuck me out of this foul mood of mine. Let me taste your sin.

Yet, here I lay... kissed by darkness, untouched by your fire, wet and out of luck.
Until you leave your brand on me, in this nightmare I am unsatisfied and stuck...
Still, I will feel you, when I close my eyes and touch my wet desire.
I will lick my lips and taste you there, all salty- sweet and hellfire...