His little nasty slut

He saw me and he thought just maybe I'd do just fine
I saw him and knew he was the sexiest thing I'd seen in quite a while
One night was all it took and he knew he would be mine
I was his nasty slut, his muse, his devilish partner in crime, and he smiled that sweet but oh so wicked smile
I didn't know how he'd show me what it really meant to be taken, made to scream, squirt, and squeal
He loved my tits, my ass, my grin, how great I felt inside, and how willing I'd be to do as he pleased
My pleasure, oh shit, he just knew how, and before I knew it I'd be his favorite meal
He is an evil sex scientist and he sends me to heaven, as he teases
There's more than just fucking, though that's good enough by itself
But my body is wracked with waves of orgasms and shudders at the mere touch
I never knew I could be this kinky, this crazy, letting him tear me apart, and I've never been more myself
Want my ass, my pussy, my mouth on your dick? Want to hold me down and do things to me beyond anything I've ever known to exist?
Oh, you sexy, devious bastard, charming and sweet, he just doesn't know how I'd do anything for him, or how much
We both don't know how lucky we are for getting the freakiest of partners for which we wished.