Torn

She's so torn; Between what it is she needs,

Her heart says no; Between her thighs screaming yes,

To relieve all her stress; Sexually frustrated,

Craving the real thing; No more master acting,

Hands gripping to her body; Lips feasting on her flesh,

The moment overwhelming; She can't catch her breath,

Cumming so much; She's starting to see stars,

Pounding into her force; Throwing her off her guard,

The longer it goes on; The more shes so pleased,

Squirting to the point; Shes drenching the sheets,

Wanting to be fuck; Craving to misbehave,

Torn between being good; And becoming a love slave...