(Sweat and love equals sex)

Come and sit with me?
We could be
The definition of harmony
Cliched, yes, but I don't care
I just want you to fuck me

I like the sound of your body
Can I play it?
Can I touch it?

Rhythmic patterns aside
My eyes are drawn to your thighs
If you move closer
Then my hands could maybe
Find those things you hide

Under your clothes I know
There's a place I'd like to go
Those jeans you're wearing must go
You should be naked from head to toe

I want to taste your lips
And my hands must have your hips
And my hands must meet your breasts
They make me breathless

And the rest..

My hands trail down your stomach
And you quiver and you shiver
They stop at your sex
My fingers gently rub your lips

I know you know the lips I mean
My fingers part them at the seams
And it seems

Like your soaking wet
My fingers push inside you and yet
You haven't touched me yet
Can I get you to get

Your hands around my cock?
Maybe circling gently from the tip
A finger dipping in the pre-cum that I've leaked

You pet me
I am your pet

My index finger finds your clit
Rubs it gently while my middle
Finger circles your G-spot
You writhe and wriggle
And I giggle, ha..

Carnality, so much fun!

Enough of this though, foreplays done!

I turn you round
You seem agreeable

You bend over and present yourself to me
Your ass, a thing of beauty

I push my cock into you
And huddle over cupping your breasts
Slowly fucking you
While you whisper unintelligible sexual vignettes

I push harder and faster
While we both create a mess
Juices dripping down our legs

(Sweat and love equals sex)

Your whisper turns to a moan
And you start to breathe heavy
You scream and squeeze my cock from inside
I know you've come!
And I'm more than ready

The next instant I've come inside you
And I feel like all my insides have left me
I've filled you up and now I'm empty

We collapse
You look spent and you've spent me.