Mood Swing Ep#12: Morning Glory

 
a dutiful woman you are...housewife material  
beautiful on levels beneath the surface  
yet still smeared with a    
whorish ambiance that drifts just beneath    
the pitch of the King's English  
   
   
your body language languishes in sex  
i peep your ass-to-waist-ratio  
swerving under that granny apron with the flower print  
got this persuasive pervert fixated on you  
while you fix me breakfast  
fantasizing on how many ways    
i can fingerprint your mind and body with my vulgar  
imagination  
   
   
so...how about  
i bend you slightly over the sink  
and smudge my face between the crack of your ass?  
i wanna get high off of your pheromones  
wear your scent    
like a fashion statement    
as i tongue-fuck you into a state of raw feminine nakedness  
revealing how much your naughty by nature  
loves my brash nastiness  
   
   
arch on your toes    
and spread them ass cheeks for me  
show me how wide you can open your suggestion box  
feel me lick up and down your slit  
the quick stabbing of fingers  
and the smacking of your clit with just the    
right amount of pressure  
   
   
cuz it's all about pressure ain't it?  
the sting of it....the weight of it...heavy handed  
you wanna be branded all mine  
pillaged...commanded with entitled arrogance  
   
   
c'mere.....arch higher.....hold still  
   
   
now swing your ass to my mood  
do a slow grinding rain-dance over my face as    
i jerk and spank more cum outta you  
i want it all on tap baby  
i'm gonna binge drink your pleasure principle  
until i feel you unhinge from reality and lose yourself completely  
knowing you've given everything you got to  
the rhythm of our unadulterated lust  
   
only then will i be satisfied  
 
good morning  
baby