Mermaid

She dreams of legs.

For walking, running.

But mostly for spreading them.

To allure sailors with her eager cunt,

begging to be filled.

Wet like the ocean,

convulsing like the waves.

But she remains trapped in her scaly, iridescent body.

A fantasy for men of the sea.

A prison of her endless desire.

Always horny,

never truly satisfied.

Oh, how she dreams.

Of being part of their world.

Of legs.

Of being spread open wide.