My Girl

I gotta tell you all about my girl,
So you know there's none finer,
Once I'm done you'll be saying,
She's precious like fine china.

Brother this one ain't messing around,
Day after day she's a stone cold gem,
A young little thing with fuck-me eyes,
Brings domestic bliss and carnal mayhem.

It's no secret she's a sexual freak,
A dirty deviant, my own personal whore,
She's a goddess in the gutter, no down and out dog,
Still got this bitch eating from a bowl on the floor.

When she's done she'll be sucking my dick,
On her knees getting a good girl's reward,
A thick, vein-popping, shit-hot, musky, meat pole,
You'd better believe she comes when she's called.

No maudlin moaning or second-rate suction,
She gets right down to her duty as cum dump,
Takes me right to the hilt as I thrust back and forth,
And quickening my pace with every pump.

Close to bursting I pull out fast,
To empty my balls all over her face,
Just one more mess for her to clean up,
Right after the cluttered chaos of my place.

Fresh flowers on the window sill,
All carpets clean, surfaces gleaming,
Cloth in hand, just a pinny and a smile,
Have I gone to heaven or am I dreaming?

I think you'd better come over,
To really see how I'm living,
One man and his girl,
A shared journey just beginning.