Brazen Banshee in a Catsuit on Heat

 
My macho
always makes up its mind
inside a minute
and the second I saw her
strutting her shame
I knew
 
Even if her panties
were painting raspberry pie
she'd be panting
to squirt the juice
 
Didn't Granny always tell me
if they twerk like a scarecrow
they gotta expect a pecker
and on a wild night maybe two
 
Our foreplay marriage
of tongue and ear
broke off pretty pink soon
Throat against the alley wall
my tongue got restless
and quit for pastures new
 
Licking blood
from the valley of shadows
she begged and busted for more
until even the claws  
broke taboo
 
So when a banshee screams like that
what else
can a Tom cat do