Tearing

Tearing

The sound of buttons popping, the blouse falls to the ground, the tearing of a bra strap, it makes a certain sound

Passion drives desires, desires leads to needs, let me see you naked, please listen to pleas

Stockings come off easy, your skirt just had a zip, still i couldn't take my time, it came off with one rip

All thats left is panties, your panting hard upon the floor, you know I'm taking everything, i want to see some more

The pretty lace tore simply, your body now was bare, i stood looking at you adoringly, as you were laying there

My eyes ran all over you, devouring every inch, you tease me by playing with your tits, your nipples get a pinch

Soon I'm all over you, foreplay leads to your bed, my face goes to your pussy, while you hold on to my head

Fucking you with my tongue, your pussy gives up her juice, we give into our sexsploits, our hounds of lust were loose

Fucking like the hounds of hell, no romance or love involved, but my kink for ripping clothes off had finally been exposed

Ron