We reach his house. We don’t make it up the stairs.
Our coupling is fuelled as he quietly dares,
For me to take anal, no lubrication.
He wants me to show my sexual dedication.
He flips me around, grabbing onto my hips.
His hands hold me tight in a cast iron grip.
His cock pushes against my sweet forbidden hole,
Until he finally enters me, achieving his goal.
He pulls my hair roughly and calls me a bitch,
His cock in my ass is admittedly a perfect fit.
An animalistic approach to sex at its best.
As Jonah violently comes inside me
And now I can rest.
