I watch as her dress rides up
Exposing her beauty,
freshly cut.
My eyes mesmerized,
by her bare naked surprise,
making my nature rise.
Now it’s time to claim my prize.

Rubbing her *****,
Through her tight yoga pants
At first glance, the slit, split by the seam
My finger tips, slips, perfectly over her ****
She’s getting wetter with each stroke, it seems
Stroking her bump, as my finger humps,
Her warm, ***** *****, jumps.
Pulsating to my touch.

We touch each other souls
With each kiss
Our bodies emit
Something so deep,
Only flesh can feel it
Locked into the moment of tension
Legs spreading wider with intention
The warmth of their closeness sets that on fire
etwined. In each others eyes, lost in desire

Rubbing her *****,
through her tight yoga pants,
Her slit, split perfectly by the seam,
at first my glance.

Finger tips,
slips-n-slides,
methodically over her ****.
I can feel the bump,
as my finger humps,
over the fabric,
her wetness,
is lavish.

Her heaven, makes her hell worth it
Her body language, picture perfect
Her inner feelings, I wish to unearth it