I love to touch her, feel her heat,
Thick swollen lips, a velvet treat.
Wetness drips, her desire flows,
A plump peach ripe, her passion shows.

My fingers trace her warmth, her weight,
A grounding moment, a timeless state.
Hard as stone, my body yearns,
For her embrace, where pleasure burns.

Her **** glistens, kissed by spit,
A spark ignites, a perfect fit.
My tongue explores, her hips collide,
She rides the waves, a shifting tide.

Tiny circles, electric, divine,
Our bodies melt, our souls align.
Mesmerized by this blazing fire,
A moment of heat, raw and entire.