On the couch, she sits alone,
tries again, to call his phone,
bra and briefs, they’re silky red,
just one look, excites the jed,
three days now, and still no sign,
time for me, to make her mine,
less than 10, yes am there,
she looks fine, with hazel hair,
empty bags, once full of powder,
horn increasing, music louder,
picture this, with air max on,
me and her, coz he is gone,
she slides her foot, from leg to cock,
who am I, to want to block,
rigid wand, I’m on top,
“this is magic, please don’t stop”
Waterfall, she is burst,
time to rest, to quench the thirst,
I take a beer, she takes my dick,
caresses it, begins to lick,
sitting back, I spark a joint,
now we’ve reached, her favoured point,
she is Dyson, perfect suction,
satisfied, sperm introduction.
He returns, we’re in the skud,
we see him, but he sees blood,
runs at her, screaming why,
she spits my spunk, right in his eye....