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I'm P*ssy-Whipped by You

1

In the morning when you rise
Iíll slip my face between your thighs
The tongue foretells the cockís reprise
Whilst pussy-licking you

In the night time as you sleep
My lips and tongue explore your keep
My male physique bewixt your cheeks
Balls-deep inside of you

Iíll be your paramour
My tongue adores your thighsí contour
For oral-worship tried-and-true
I'm pussy-whipped by you

Thatís when youíll cum for me
Orgasming anew
Tell me what to do
I'm pussy-whipped by you

2

In the early afternoon
Our rendezvous canít come too soon
To gaze upon your lovely moon
Whilst pussy-licking you

Bent over for your backdoor bliss
Your derriere Iíll kiss and kiss
Before I plunge my ample gifts
Balls-deep inside of you

Iíll be your paramour
My cock will lift you off the floor
Erupting in that musky core
Balls-deep inside of you

Thatís when youíll moan for me
With semen on your shoe
Tell me what to do
I'm pussy-whipped by you

3

If your lovely ass grows tired
My phallus leaves you uninspired
A vibrator may be required
A battery, or two

My adoration lifts your skirt
Deft fingers with your hoohoo flirt
Until their tickles make you squirt
Whilst finger-fucking you

Iíll be your paramour
Your satyr too, your cock du jour
Its thrusting massóarousalís cure
Balls-deep inside of you

Thatís when youíll cum for me
Aquiver as we screw
Tell me what to do
I'm pussy-whipped by you

4

When your work takes you from home
Iíll comfort you by telephone
Direct your fingers where to roam
As if Iím touching you

Iíll charm you with my bedroom voice
Until your passionís niche grows moist
Concurrently weíll both rejoice
Iím pussy-whipped by you

Iíll be your paramour
On masturbationís mind-fuck tour
By sound and fantasyís allure
Phone sex tonight, with you

Thatís when youíll moan for me
Before we say, ďadieuĒ
Tell me what to do
Iím pussy-whipped by you

ReggiePoet
Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
Published | Edited 15th Nov 2022
Author's Note
I was listening to the "The Blessing" by Celtic Woman, a squeaky-clean love song that always struck me as having erotic undertones. This is what popped out of my head afterwards.
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