There are times when I lose the count of men

I entertain every night

I just spread my legs

For them to indulge

Anal was restricted

So was kissing

Some did latch on to my breasts

To quench their maternal thirst

Money kept flowing

Body deadened with every reckless touch

Sometimes I didn't feel what trickled between my legs

Barren became my universe

The heart roared to escape

But I continued

Coz there were empty mouths

Waiting...

©LR