Scandalous
How are we hiding behind this half-opened door?
Your pants below your knees
And my ass bucked just right.
How do we find ourselves in the most scandalous situations?
Your cock inside me,
The door creaking and me, biting back my moans.
People moving about their business
While you urge me to be a good girl;
Quiet and take it.
Your belt buckle is the only announcement of our lust.
Oh, how you rock me!
How my insides get squishier
And my juices begin to drip,
Drip out and trail down my thighs.
Your fingers circling my waist
And your thrust, so relentless.
My heart out of my chest
But loving how scandalous and dangerous this is.
The thought of getting caught
But me revelling in being seen in such a light.
A slut,
Your slut.
My legs shaking, while your grunts fill my ears,
Tingling my senses
And driving me nuts.
You’re crazy and so am I.
Let’s continue being scandalous, sir.
