The beast stirs deep within its denim seat
Seeking an escape without any senses
No eyes, no touch, responds to her body heat
With new blood its stature starting to tense
Hungry to feed, on the prowl, no defense
Sexual creature stalks her dark pink walls
Growing harder, purposeful, no suspense
Feeding frenzy creating her waterfall
Liquid trail flowing, calm feeling enthralls
Shrinking in size, now you can well handle
Soothing strokes when passion crawls
This monster reduced to a well used gland
Her theater closed, ready to breed
Deep remnants of this husband's dirty deed