Naked for my eyes,
Yearning can’t disguise,
Crimsoned with desire,
Her skin did perspire.
I pulled her to me, kissing does ensue,
Breasts crushed against my chest,
Hands on buttocks pressed,
Her eyes closed as if savoring the heat of my breath on her neck.
Her hands stretched casually towards me, searching for arousal,
Maybe wondering how I’ll fit in her tight wet slit,
Her thighs opened, inviting me in for fun to begin,
Yet I closed her legs, she softly begged first then dismissed my fake protest like a queen silencing me with a firm kiss.
Her desire and passion set me on fire,
Still locking lips,
Straddling her hips,
In passion I drown.
Hands caressing her back, over her elegant curves,
At the junction of thighs,
Didn’t take long for it to rub across my hard flesh.
Over pouting nub,
When I grind and rub,
Her back arched up.
Over her silky smoothness, my probing erection glided, unhurriedly massaging her flesh.
She kept sighing, moaning,
The excitement was so very clear in her hushed voice,
As the yearning for release increased, she suddenly clamped her thighs shut,
When spasm rocked her core, hands gripped my feet,
As more convulsions rippled through, deep into her flooding heat.
Her eyes locked with mine, and everything soared,
As I bear hard down, with my rubbing crown. The room filled with her panting scream, as the orgasm exploded.
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