Sweet scent dripping as hot beads of sweat from her skin She straddles and grinds as she begins to commit her sin Succulent lips pressed against mine Rubbing my fingers down the points of her spine She giggles with glee, followed by her succubus stare As she leans back over and nibbles the lobe of my ear Such ******* traits, in my heart come to confide As I flip her over and make my way from her neck to her thigh Her hands clawing my shoulders as I kiss my way down Her body begins quaking as she tries not make a sound Gasping for air from such an ****** display I kiss my way up then she pushes me away She pounces suddenly, unable to resist As she gives in to her desires, sensations of tryst
Credit to Hala'mir for sprucing up an old poem of mine