Craving Cock

Lying there all night
Itching for the touch, feeling tingly and tight
It’s been months on end
Yet not a single cock to tend

Oh, how she aches in her core
Praying, wishing to feel the thickness once more
The length, the girth together kicking in her hand
The pulse launching her into orbit, then back to land

Oh goodness, the smooth strength of the head
As it parts the tightness of her throat
The glorious rush of Ughhhh!!! As it navigates her spread
Setting her sensual boat afloat

How it stands tall and proud
Nodding its confidence in silence so loud
Looming like the turret of a tank
Covering her womanhood from every flank
Heightening her moans, love cries and all
Louder and louder her mating call

Responding she takes a steep dive
Head-on for her overflow, a kamikaze plane
Her dream so vivid, it’s clearer than live
Though he bruises her every hole, she feels no pain

Crossing her thighs, pinching her rock hard nipples
From her entrapped toy, spreading ripples
Cumming again and again, yet never quite the same
Tired of make-believe, sick of plastic game
For deep inside is her freak that she must unlock
By satisfying her craving for a live cock