He is young, beautiful and simple,
I know what he likes, I can feel it,
Watching him on top of me,
His warm, hot beauty rocking back and forth,
My heaving breast covered by his rough hand,
My legs wrapped around his body,
His tongue, warm and strong, in my mouth,
I can feel him inside me,
A low drum driving me insane with desire,
The fire inside me burns and licks at his skin as our *** builds and climbs,
Every time he crosses my mind,
I lose all self control, if I see him in the hall,
I have to beg myself not to fall,
To my knees and plead for him to let me do as I desire,
To push him hard against the wall,
And let my fingers caress his beauty,
Hard, strong, thick and warm,
I’ll trace him, taste him, tease him,
Until his desire is begging me to let go,
I tease him until his mad tantalizing lust turns against me,
Now I am on the floor,
He pins me down and grinds me till I burn,
I yearn for more, I beg and plead
Please,please,please
The cliff I stand on shakes and my legs brake beneath me,
I fall down, soft and slow
Until the icy, cool water submerges my heat,
I want to say I love him,
The words play on my lips,
I pull him close,
I want to stay like this forever