Rough Weekends

His perfect piston popped out of my mouth

It stood straight and tall as he glided back south

I crawled after him on knees of all four

My eyes hungered after him as he pushed back the door

The stress of the week was enough

He grabbed me by the hair and Pushed me down a little too rough

My body wanted his fingertips

To spread back softly my pink wet lips

But my mind wanted to be left alone

I wanted to continue to worry and groan

I was in a piss poor mood

And i struggled to push him off of me just to be rude

Let's make this fast or change it to another night

I said as I curled his chest hairs a little too tight

He looked at me and said softly in my ear

I will bite you until you like it my dear

Shocked and a little too stunned to speak

He spoke again and my prospects of escaping became bleak

I will spank you until you like it my love

Conceding defeat I watched him unzip my pants from above

Stroke after stroke until I burned bright red

We made passionate love in that sweet warm bed

Nipple marks and love bites from toe to head

I'm glad we had sex that night and that's all that needs to be said