Two days left
For your husband to be your groom
And here i am
Inviting you in my red room
You really are something she said
Something you want and you need
I replied bending her over the table
whilst making her legs spread
Putting a dog leash around her neck
Let's go for a walk i said
Like a good little bitch she abide
with a little fear on her face
Which she does the job very well to hide
Residing in my hand was her leash
with the aim to capture her purity
And the goal to enslave her soul
With the chains of impurity
With hunger of lust
she looks at my body
With lust of hunger
I tasted every single inch of her body
I dare you to make this my best day
she command
I threw her on the bed
with the aim to fulfill her demand
With every thrust of my length
was destroying her sweet flower
With every slap on her pretty face
was making me the master of great power
YOU ARE READING
MORALLY GREY
PoetryMorally Grey is a short collection of - Extremely EROTIC and Highly INTENSE POETRIES for a reader to send them on a roller coaster ride of their deepest DARKEST DESIRES.
