A Creamer
Do you love how my cunt creams around your cock?
Do you love when I throw my head back
While you dig deeper?
Or you prefer the tears streaming down my face with your hand around my neck;
Squeezing the shit out of it.
Do you like me gritting my teeth,
When you hit that spot that makes black dot my vision?
I think you love me begging you,
My mewls are music to your ears
And my pleading makes you harder.
You love the way your palms connect with my ass
And it bounces off the insides of your palm.
You love to see the marks you leave
And how disheveled I look.
If that glint in your eyes after a fuck,
Is anything to go by…
