I am so hyper sexual it is plain to see;
I need a hot young muscle stud who can keep up with me.
Persistent genital arousal disorder I think that's what I have.
Raging hormones from this P.G.A.D. are about to drive me mad.
I know just what it takes to quench these rampant urges;
A hot sexy bitch boy then the Mistress in me emerges.
Control his gorges body sexually by following all my commands;
I need a sub that is filled with love and my desires he understands.
When it comes upon me I know all the effects;
My libido flies right off the charts and all I want is sex.
To hear his ragged breathing and then to make him moan;
Do things to him from his wildest dreams, his ass I want to own.
It is a physical reaction that sometimes bothers me so;
Between my legs is hot and wet, my juices start to flow.
My pussy gets so tight and my clit begins to throb;
Trying to find some sort of relief becomes my only job.
I cannot at all control it; it is more like it controls me;
I long for all the things that from this quandary will set me free.
I can never be satisfied no matter what I get;
I could cum a thousand times and I'd still be ready and wet.
It can be quite disturbing arriving at bad times;
It affects my judgment and makes me cross the line.
Sometimes I wish I could wash my hands of it all;
It is a burden that wears me down, makes me trip and fall.
This never ending torment I live with everyday;
I really need some relief to help me find my way.
Oh here I go again it is flaring up this P.G.A.D.;
It makes me feel so all alone and so very sad.
Maybe menopause will come someday then I'll turn into a dried up old prune;
My search will end and never again will I need a bitch boy over which to swoon.
Till that time arrives I am stuck here trying to stay in control;
Still searching for some sort of relief but it is getting seriously old.