Your Dirty Girl

Am I your dirty girl?
The one you've dreamt about on lonely nights.
The one you wish to unfurl.
Pinned underneath you. You give me a fright.
With a purr you say,"yes you'll do quite nice".
Young and inexperienced I did not know what to think.
"But Sir," I said. "You told me I was like your niece".
I felt a strange heat stirring within me. I tried to blame it on the mixed drinks.
"Yes," you said. "And such a good niece deserves a special treat."
Still pinned down you fill me to my core.
I grab ahold of the sheets.
"More," I moan. "Treat me like your whore."
Each of your thrusts I met in return.
You call me dirty names, you tell me I am your whore.
Hearing your words I began to yearn -
for even more.
"Fuck me harder," I screamed.
Withering beneath you I became what your were searching for. I became your dirty girl.
Another thrust, you grab ahold of me not bearing to let me go and filled me with your cream.
And from that moment on I became forever your dirty girl and not just an one time twirl.