Whisky whore

Let me be your whisky whore
I love the desperation when we fuck
It’s so sad it makes me laugh
My lithe body up against yours…
I could call you Daddy
For those who know no shame
Can be most free when tied down
Every time you taste me
My core shudders shockwaves
Mounting you with my mouth is surreal
Dribbling down my chin onto your lips…
Delight marries disgust
The turn comes to an end
And I’m your shaven whore
Do you taste the whisky?

Comments are closed.