You cup your creamy mounds of flesh firmly
as I follow a watery bead from your hair
It smoothes a path down your swelling breast,
cresting on a passion hardened nipple,
bouncing gently, as I catch it with my tongue
Your allurement, taut with expectancy of lips,
are then tongue teased, nipped and mouthed.
You release your hold on them...
giving your breathtaking heaving bosom
freedom to succumb to sweet stimulation
Delirious with desirious designs on your rear
My kneading fingers are maneuvering
your deliciously dimpled derriere...
Squeezing, grasping, pleasing the plumpness
Your scrumptious squelling advances ardency
By now, I'm well aware of your feminine wiles
and your handhold on my manhood...
As you reciprocate, our passions percolate
We're pushing, pulling, pulsing, convulsing,
going over the edge... Ahhhhhhh, Ecstasy!




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