Jack the Rabbit

I'm ravenously hungry,
it’s the time of the day i can tell
Passion will rule, for a wild child
Somewhere in the hallway floor  
Out there where I was standing  
Peering through parted closet door.  
 
Standing, waiting for a moment  
hastened by my body’s behest  
like a phantom seeking a ghost
Heart beating wildly in my chest  
Crouching into the closet drawers
there it was.. the demon machine  
softly slithering across the surface
 
I feel it’s thoughts,  
“Them beautiful legs, alluring
And  Venus lies awaiting the monster’s embrace”
 
Possessed, The legs splayed open  
a little tighter the monster grasps
I'm just a little nervous yet I feel
It’s a little rejuvenation  
 
wetness flows down my legs bent
a bitch in heat, an arousing scent  
a passionate monster to smolder
on wet underwear by Stevie Wonder
 
a machine with a vibrating crown  
hot little monster ready to drown  
the loud music in the background  
a silence in mind, I lift my gown
 
the river of desire a new frontier    
seducing machine the monster disappears    
Only to come back out all slick with lust.  
It’s time to go boom boom and bust
 
hips move up and down, spreading wide,    
the monster machine goes down, just no pride    
lips and clit, yet my pussy so wet  nothing to hide
aches with passion, it’s mine my pussy cat let’s ride
   
More frantic now, I buck and moan  
Continuing to play, I imagine alone
Being forced by a machine, it’s true
Orgasm leaving me breathless as    
The monster machine still vibing.  
   
You've told me women have multiples.    
You can show me if it's true, it’s simple
I’ll watch you with your machined monster
Red lips, black heels, flying screws,  
Jack the Rabbit is always there....