Tip on In

try to fill myself with every inch of you

poured out - wrung out

try to hold on as you slip into and then back-out

disappear inside

overwhelmed arousal - screams of cock fill my air

handle me, devour me, grab my mind - my solitary soul

exclusively

unwrap your package, tongue tied twisted around my cunt

reach for the subtle whore

you want me to be

demand my impetuousness

find it

free my breathy moans into the atmosphere

emit our lust

through sound waves of numbness

that fly through

my spinal cord

into a twilight

of ecstasy

that only your hard

curve can penetrate.

(words by Vixen)