dirty girls

you like when i talk filthy to you
i like it too  i like getting a rise out of you
i like it when you blush with innocence
as if you too were not depraved
we speak of demented and sexy
ill bind you and tease every part of you
you want me to take you you plead
but alas my fine lass id rather pass
you are so turned on or out i cant
i must linger inserting just a finger
im watching you transform into mine
in the instant of undoing the tiniest death
ill give you time to take a breath
ill breathe you into me your scent
the very essence of your femininity
the musk of your pleasure
are you my dirty little whore yes you whine
i slap that round ass and you moan
grinding against my hand you are at my very will and command
i the conduit of your pleasure
you are wanton and fiery a vixen a vamp
my filthy   little tramp
i own you without question
a servant to my every sick suggestion
i make you shake
you are crying out
as your cumming in my mouth
this pleasure i can treasure
on fire again i chase that euphoria
the distant wild cries as i look at your face
total abandon i love your undoing your perfection
in splendid grace as fires light dance in your face