Anal Princess (Ode to Claudia)

We couldn't be more different she and I      
and yet there in lies our dirty gravitation.      
       
Half my age she more than doubles my desire      
as I fulfill all of her raunchy big daddy issues.        
       
So unprim and improper, shit falls from her lips      
making it no surprise that she's an anal princess.      
       
She's let so many write their stories on her skin      
I am just the most recent to spill my pearly ink.      
       
In secret tristes I bind her wrists in shiny silver      
then spank and swat her ripe bottom most divine.      
       
Never tender, always raw she arouses my alphaness      
making me feel my swelling vim fill fully to the brim.      
       
Cheap hotels with soiled sheets unwashed she prefers      
lying and rolling in others sins dampens her up inside.      
       
And so our divergent worlds then do at last collide      
intersecting at the violent tip of her anal lancing.      
       
At first she resists and fights me most dearly      
knowing that this so ignites my raping passion.      
       
But then she rocks back meeting me thrust for thrust      
as I drive and dive ever deeper banging the headboards.      
       
Mixed and matched the rhythm changes fast then slow      
each unsheathed fuck disrepecting of Sodom's secret gate.    
     
Forbidden lust so savagely plucked engorges me titanic    
stretching her cavern across pain's burning threshold.    
       
Finally at last the moment comes for our simultaneity      
as I christen her and grafitti all over her inner walls.      
       
While I shower she lights up a smoke giving me the finger      
as I slink out the door to go home to the Colonel's wife.