I want her.
Pure physical attraction
creates fantasies
about sliding her pants down,
slowly,
revealing ******* against tan thighs,
thighs that press together
and tremble,
as my fingertips grip her,
******* rise,
creating hard *******,
two pink **** about to be
passionately bitten and shamelessly suckled.
A fantasy where she's the star,
naked,
straddled legs squeeze my waist like a vice,
she sweats in the heat,
like tears,
droplets from her brow
flow
down her cheeks,
cheeks pressed against mine,
she moans in my ear
softly
whispering pleasure.
A vivid dream fueled by desire,
forcing her thrusts towards me
we rub together,
lubricating
the friction between us,
our two bodies
make one.
I want you