Soul Sex

I'm only a girl
fingering myself when I think of you here
standing at my door in the rain
asking if you can come in...
for only a moment

Then slammed into the wall
skirt flying my legs wrapped round your waist
mouth stapled onto your neck
until I can feel you bleeding
you'll have artist hands
fingers shoved into my cunt
twisting in pleasure
wet panties lacing your Michale Angelou wrists

We're screaming in the storm
you're SCREAMING
beautiful hip bones thrusting again
fucking Kitty harder

Crashing onto the floor
taking everything down
blood stains everywhere
trickling down my orange walls
flying liquid in the air

Tongue sliding in and out of my mouth
in time
with your cock
harder then my heart of stone
keep cumming and cumming

You're killing me and I'm loving it
bruises forming
finally look me in the eyes
locks tangled between your fingers
oh god,
you're eyes don't match your soul