The Escort: Dangerous Tease

I love the way your panties leave
Those delightful little marks that tease,
Your various lovers to no end;
Before you mention the stipend
You’ve got me on my knees.

Within the web of lust you weave
I’m trapped with no chance of reprieve;
Once broken, a heart’s hard to mend.
When will we be together?

You know what ‘tis I want to achieve,
And that is simply, I want to cleave
You in two; Why else would I spend
So much for one means to an end?
Je t’aime ma joie de vie.
When will we be together?

Between us there is no trust
But believe you me, I simply must
Experience your body first hand.
I want to conquer that foreign land,
And reign above my lust.

I called to you with sudden gust,
To let you know without a cuss,
What I've finally planned;
I will satisfy my desire.

In your room, amongst the dust,
No more attempts to gain your trust,
I’ve waited too long to be your man.
I lunged at you as you ran,
A perfect target for my accurate thrust;
I will satisfy my desire.

You scream and plead,
Regardless of my need,
I’m past the point of caring;
Your body is mine for the tearing,
Beginning with that tweed

Peasant skirt; we’re going to breed,
So bitch, prepare to receive my seed;
And I thought you were beyond scaring.
That look says it all.

I thrust inside until you bleed,
You’d better beware, my demon’s freed;
Especially given what you’re wearing;
Your body seems made for sharing.
I finish inside, leaving you what you need.
That look says it all.

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