High Wide And Handsome II
by Peter Loaf

High wide and handsome, iím waiting here
Tail up and tethered, a bundle of fear
Pussylips swelling, His cheerful leer
Ankle straps jerking, my unchecked tear

High wide and handsome, sexual sight
Head down and helpless, straps good and tight
Bare bottom booty, His for tonight
Birch bundle whistle, screaming in fright

High wide and handsome, under His pain
One cheek exploding, striped with His cane
The frame is holding, i will remain
The blows keep coming, the passing train

High wide and handsome, going nowhere
Vibrating plastic, sliding in there
The dildo diddles, barely aware
Pain pleasure passion, under His care

High wide and handsome, upended trust
Pussygrip shudders, humping in lust
Pussylips clutching, dripping with must
Vulva convulsing, thrust after thrust

High wide and handsome, slave passion peak
His zipper opens, i sneak a peek
Uncliped and rampant, Iím feeling weak
High wide and handsome, His shaft of teak

High wide and handsome, it presses in
Pussystretch pleasure, welcomed within
Slowly with feeling, and once again
Humping and coming, fucking like sin

High wide and handsome, coming undone
Strapped down and helpless, becoming one
Thrusting and busting, spurting His cum
Master and slavey, having our fun

High wide and handsome, floating in bliss
Slave honey sniffing, the softest kiss
Tickle tongue licking, juicy orifice
Now that itís over, i would not miss