Antediluvian

The crimson tide is coming soon
It's only days away
And as it happens every month
I'm in the mood to play

I'm thinking with my pussy now
My mind - all reason - gone
I put myself in your strong hands
I want to be your pawn

Let's rut on the kitchen floor
Let's fuck, let's hump, let's bone
Making Love's too civilized
for how you make me moan

I beg you for your rigid cock
"Please sir, just make me squeal!
Not once or twice - a million times!"
I cry out in my zeal

But you have other plans for me
You bind me, kiss me sweet
You tease me with your tongue and lips
I'm aching for your meat

You make me put on modest clothes
And head out to the store
A toy to keep my pussy wet
'Til I return once more

When I return the need's too great
I'm vibrating with lust
If I don't cum before too long
I think I'm gonna bust

Your hand slides up into my slit
And I cum hard - that's one!
It won't take long to build more need
This weekend's just begun

You play with me to your content
In many myriad ways
You love my monthly wave of lust:
Antediluvian Days!