Primitive Instincts & Carnal Desire

Why do I feel this way?
The thought of holding you
Close to my body to feel your heart pound,
There's a primitive instinct inside me,
That's wants to be inside of you.

Flesh on top of flesh,
Flesh inside of flesh,
Sweat dripping and hearts racing,
The desire to feel you,
To hear your screams of passion,
This is my carnal desire.

Some may say its sick and twisted,
But the desire cannot subside,
I want to stroke your inside,

Do you feel the same way?
I ponder and think about the things I shouldn't say,
Behold, I do not want to offend you,
Or interfere with the good things you hold,
But I desire to worship you like gold.

Please tell me that I'm not crazy,
That you feel the same way too,
I’m going to take your breath away,
But never to turn blue,

Forgive me as I'm going to speak naughty,
I want to lick your pussy until you squirt,
I've long envisioned the sight of you naked,
Beating your pussy but not to make you hurt,
Can you handle the big Texas snake?
Will it be too much to make you ache?
The primitive desire of lipstick stains on my cock,
Taking me in, one inch at a time.

Creamy holes,
I'll lick it all,
Whatever you desire,
To light your fire,
I want to feel your passion.

One word is what I require,
Say yes to satisfy my desires.