Best Mornings...

Best mornings...

Are when I'm home alone naked with a toy,
Watching watching bondage porn and imagining it's a boy...
That's really working his dick in me as my limbs are confined,
And I scream in ecstasy as he takes me from behind.

Are when I observe hardcore scenes of women moving their hips,
Oscillating their asses as they dance on those rock hard pricks...
And when they moan in pleasure my toy gets so wet,
And as it comes out creamy I wish it was a living pet.

Are when I wake with a stud licking my hole as if from dream,
And I become that chick on the screen that dares to blaspheme.
When I can feel his whole warm rugged creature moving,
Pressing and squeezing the joy juice from me upon those sheets dripping.

Are when a macho beast holds and grabs all that he wants,
Eating my breast like savoring oysters in fine restaurants...
When such worthy animal can say, "I fuck you cause your ass is mine!"
And I can cum, riding his machine as the warm sun on me would shine.