Cock After Cock

Nothing but a cock sleeve
there’s no time for rest, no reprieve
from the incessant jarring, the deep dicking
from the pounding force, the clock ticking
saying time has run out.

She’s a slut. She’s a whore.
She’s bent over, she wants more,
and there’s always more in store if she can just hold on
and play it like she always does.
She knows the game, no strings, no love.
It’s all for show, dicks come and go
deeper than love could ever reach
like things sluts learn but never teach.

Nothing but a cum dump,
a set of holes, a round rump,
a hard smack, a stab in the back
a lifetime or orgasms,
no time to keep track.
Someday time will run out,
so she races the clock,
fucking all that she can fit inside,
cock after cock.