Mistress rises from Her chair
takes a handful of his hair
struggles to his feet, is led
from the playroom to the bed
She has given him his fun
now he has his job to be done
his balls and ass still ache
they are now Hers, make no mistake
Its time his Mistress was repaid
the choice for him, it has been made
She makes him kneel beside the bed
then laying back She grabs his head
As She pulls him to her juice
Her legs clamp him, he can't get loose
and his mouth and nose draw in
the flowing fruits of Her sin
She lifts his head and smiles
a haunting grin that him beguiles
then brings him back in hard, so wet
but She is not finished yet
She makes him eat until She screams
and Her juices flow in streams
he gasps and his eyes grow
his job to make his Mistress glow
Your the cat's meow Mark Davis
ReplyDeleteYour the cat's meow Mark Davis
ReplyDeleteI love this one...now do I wish I had legs like hers...u bet better yet to be in her position...mmm...poem is HOT...!!!
ReplyDeleteLoved the poem, Mark! Mmmmmm - Awesome detail. I think I'll go simmer on this one for a bit...let my mind wander ;-)
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