Ripped clothes, tongue's twisting, hearts pounding.

Yet something was always missing.

Grunting, moaning, scratching, biting.

She always heard him hissing.

His cock out, ready to fuck her hard and good.

Her clothes torn off, by his hands.

Always slapping her pussy hard.

Always making her ache for him.

Only then was it revealed.

Only then she knew she had no choice.

His cock you see was two inches big.

Her cries were heard out in the streets.

Now you see the moral dilemma.

Now you see the decision was made.

Her cravings you see are all about lust.

He couldn't possibly meet her thrust.

Panting, moaning, trying, disappointing.

Wanting, needing, pussy dripping.

Spanking her hard, spreading her wide.

She didn't feel a thing inside.