Smutterly devoted

Maybe you’ve grown away from kink with age... maybe that’s your new neat kinda,
like to seat me here on the precipice of anticipation, perpetual attention.
Maybe you should be whipped for that and throttled.
Should or would could no part to play,
But if you would like to have fun just say, so...

There was a red hot volcano of molten lust, and a sultry scense that near,
Was sweat glistening over a set of kissable lips,
within the swollen labia and feminine folds.
Minors miss the gold but hit, sometimes thinking the fools kind,
But where boys grow weary,
Having tossed too long their tedious tools, they overlooked the slice in the fire,
Never noticed the way it licked in the night,
like a well plucked tune.
Never having learned that inside that slit that mind that,
DEVIL-DEVINE fuck slut,
Was a gold that you could drink in showers,
and a satisfaction without perimeter,
But bound hard the soft mounds,
High pitched the sounds and tight tied,
the flax of this wholesome good girly whoredom.
Sub mission imposition lost it’s polished wisdom,
the wrong key, for some hounds ears to see.
The smell of that smut is not so far from musk,
In fact it comes also at times from the rear of another,
Animal disgraceful and the more I admire, FIERCELY.
Easily.

The way a Weasel maps the warren and bites,
A little fuck bunny it wants to make his meal.
The mongoose cum Meerkat will jump and run in and out of those holes all day,
Just for fun like a jack rabbit..
pep-pered with J/a/C/k h/a/M/M/e/Rrrrr..rimming,.. it.
This is the evolution in part of the animals,
the earth, the trees,
A bird on her knees.
And even the Concrete, and its cracks at half high.
Knocks and rocks,
Quakes and her clit warms my list,
Not just nice nor aligned only just find some time,
And plough this fertile field of pervesion, like a loyal Libertine.
Rearranging the shapes and landscape,
Rape the rich fruit by the gate.
Fuck that bloody beautiful Slut,
Sated just beyond enough,
Splice of life!
Too short not, stop and plug the roses,
Now milk the man for our causes