Night Out with Boys

At the start of night, the boys showers compliments
telling me that the tight dress makes me look hot
my tits and ass look good, so perfect in shape
I blush, giggle and thank them with a smile.

As the night goes on, the boys' words hit like a dart
Telling me my dress is slutty, showing off my parts
Giggling like a silly airhead, thanking them with glee
As they comment on my body, objectifying me

They grab my tits, telling me to bounce and jiggle
In front of everyone, my body they belittle
Slapping my ass as it wobbles in the air
Some groping my wetness without a care

Their cocks invade every hole, filling me up
Their misogynistic ways, like a poison cup
Kneeling obediently as they take what they need
Pissing in my mouth, their actions fueled by greed

After it's all over, I'm left feeling used
But the horniness and misogyny have been infused
Leaving me conflicted, torn and sore
In the darkness of night, craving more and more.