An Utterly Perfect Mess

He gingerly strung a rope around my hips.
Threading it between my legs, pulling tight.
Slapping my clit and placing his hard cock,
He kissed my nose and smiled devilishly
Whispered in my ear...

You will be a Perfect Mess Baby.

He started fucking me, and my mind exploded
Like those fireworks on July fourth,
Swirling with passion, arousal, and pulsing
Uncontrollably. For hours.

My brain turned off, 
my body was in heaven.
Slut heaven.

When he cum a perfect load inside me, 
I was there...Unconscious… 
A Perfect Mess made. 

Dripping in cum and little beads of passion.
That was his idea of perfection,
And it was mine too.