Dominate Her
for Laura
You lean back, queen of the scene,
No rush, no noise, just calm and keen.
Your eyes on her, your voice like silk,
“You touch him slow. He’s not just milk,
He’s pressure building, smooth and thick.
Use your mouth. But not too quick.”
She moves the way you say she should,
And every breath she takes feels good.
You tilt your head, admire the view,
“She’s learning,” you hum. “She’s feeling you.”
“Use your tongue, but not too fast,”
You say, as if the night could last.
“Let him ache, make him wait.
Look at his face… he’s in that state.”
You cross your legs, so slow, so sure,
Each word you speak, a perfect lure.
“Mmm, I like the way you make him twitch.
Go deeper now, don’t you switch.”
She glances up, unsure, unsure,
But you just smile, calm and pure.
“You’re doing fine… just play it right.
Don’t forget, I own tonight.”
You touch yourself, just fingertips,
Still watching her with parted lips.
“You want to please us both tonight?
Then stay right there. That view’s just right.”
The room is heat, thick and controlled,
And you, divine, composed, and bold,
Say one last line before you gloat:
“Now make him explode, don’t miss the note.”
