She blushed bright red flanked thighs shook & trembled not quiet tremors but visible quakes one wanted to lift away but was foamed tightly clamped in velvety warmth a prisoner on cloud nine no no no stay came husky intonations laden in tepid gasps bearing firm hips cushioning as thighs share vibrations with mine honey drops had finished but their rite of passage left a tingling welt one did not need to go yet felt in parts enamored like one should go in deep in syrupy delight gods made hot dough with sticky fizz one was going nowhere in this heated moment in timeless the quakes were gently subsiding yet the hold is firm my living support was the holder of my feelings yet in soft tenderness morphed into a divan voice says in tight embrace you're the best how ironic to get in my later best ever why would a love god come now bearing magnificent prowess and the hottest tenderness in the most passionate each and every time you take me there time after time
oh a sigh the shakes stops
and she smiles in the most delightful way
one smiles too
Real men know themselves.....................real women know them
and small men throw brickbats and play at lovers in rose gardens writing ****** poems and mouthing off seeking validation.