C*nt of Sin

One hundred dollars
You asked of me
To let me fuck you
Cos nothing’s free
I strip before you
No time to waste
You lift up your skirt
No panties more haste
You reach around
And pull me in
I’m fully inside
Your cunt of sin

The heat is intense
As I thrust into you
Your juices they run
Or I think that they do
I cum right about then
And shoot into the void
But you hardly react
Your feelings devoid

I look for some sign
It meant something more
Not just a quick job
For a professional whore
But I do not see it
It’s not within you
And I shouldn’t expect it
With the job that you do

I need more than this
Don’t want a quick fuck
Do want some real ‘loving’
And have some better luck
But I need to feel something
Even empty as this
Cos life isn’t easy
When true love I do miss

So despite all my wishes
That this just ain’t me
A fuck with a whore
Is the next fuck I’ll see