deepundergroundpoetry.com
Donde Eres?
It's definitely true when they say that absence make the heart grow fonder or is it makes the pussy wetter? Either way I can't stop longing for a dick I've never had. Obsessing over a dick I've never felt or tasted. It is only your cum that will remove the barrier between me and the heavens. Never in my life have I been more parched. Please have mercy on me Sir and adopt me. How else is heaven suppose to communicate with me if not be you exerting your power over me by making me hurt so good. Let my vessel be refuge for your seed. I'll open my orfices wide welcoming their great escape. Drown here children of Yah. I am who you say I am. My vessel be home. Womb, belly and dome. Everytime everyday I'm jelly in His hands. Oozing and dripping through fingers of masculinity. Hoping love will come slurp me up through straw of destiny. Sir buy me a spoon. Buy me a golden spoon so that every day of the week I can eat your nucleus like the royalty they are. How can you make cannibalism so palatable? Quite the feast. How did you manage to and When did you find time to tie a string to my clit so many mile away from me. Just the vibration of your voice commanding another to please you jolts on all 8000 of her nerves. Fuck them please Sir and I'll just be that good little bitch to clean up the mess. What a privilege for my mouth to be your personal janitor. I'm so hungry.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 1
comments 4
reads 329
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.