The Nymphomaniac Hooker

Innocent was her look
Smart was her appearance
A word when she utters
Many a men feel weak by their knees
Jealous of her are many a women
For her ability to make
Every men hers!
Intelligent was she
For she knows well to play with words
Stirring the emotions of others
Making them crave for her even more
With her luscious physique
Coquettishly pursuing them
Weaving webs of lies
Fooling them with fabricated dreams,
Stripping off their modesty...
Wringing and draining them off
Playing all the way
Till she finds
A bigger and better catch!
Smiling coyly and batting her eyes
Many hearts she has won
For not only a hooker she is
But a true Nymphomaniac Hooker
She is...
Hard to satisfy...
Difficult to fulfill her wishes
Yet there is no looking back for her!
With no dearth of men
Ready to give their heart
Happy to be fooled
And trampled upon by her...