I Like It Rough

Don’t treat me like a china doll
Or a precious piece of art,
I am not a delicate object
I will not fall apart.

Don’t touch me as if I were a rose
I will not crumble in your hands,
So forget romantic gestures
For I have other plans.

I want it hot and I want it heavy
I like it hard and tough,
So treat me like a piece of dirt
And I cannot get enough.

I like it when you grab my throat
Kiss and squeeze me hard,
Ram you tongue into my mouth
And catch me of my guard.

Forcefully pin me to the wall
Restrain me with your strength,
Penetrate me with your cock
And let me feel your length.

Violently thrusting in and out
This assault you must maintain,
Slap me hard across the face
I get pleasure through the pain.

Masterfully push me on the bed
Fuck me with aggression,
Bite my breasts and bruise my thighs
I am your possession.

You see I don’t need hearts and flowers
And all that other stuff,
Just make sure you leave your mark
Because I like it rough.