One night stand

One night stand

He say he will delight: his keen embrace
Crushes ribs, as his hands exercise
His 'right' to so indulge, although his pace
Is rushed by drink and this should not surprise
A girl who's told to spread, for such as he
Would rip clothes in his haste, as he unzips
And, even in his haze of lechery,
Press cock to cunt: in vain hope that it slips
To spurt his slime within; I cannot speak
Of my disgust at his lurking intrusions,
They make me want to heave and so he'll reek
Of his romantic supper: his delusion's
He'll fuck me hard, a one night stand tonight;
And then it's over, slumped: I kneed delight.