#sexytime
Swiping itches
Sticky fingers
Yields those smells we love
To touch it, thrills
You mean business
Steady shucking,
Harvests tingles starting from these toes
**** junk, to the nostrils
Smells like rock ‘n roll
Fuzzy nothings
Sweeping softness
Inside wet with joy
Excited aces, jack of clovers
Licks the spades in throes
Something wilder
Up above us
Shivers chilled with awe
Insight betwixt our interstices
This mouth cleaving chills below
Always ready
Never settling
Redolent God-like muse
This music is something
To be messed with
Together we watch our show
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 5:25 AM UTC
The dimmed lights, shadows flow over soft silk skin
A gasp, white teeth are bared in happy grin
Bed sheets tangled mess, Slip to the dark floor
Eyes glow smouldering, lock through the dark. More.
Speed builds slowly, relaxed and unhurried.
Eyes widen, teeth bare, nails gouge deeply buried.
Hair tangled now, caught in hands, wound round.
Gasps, and low throaty whispers consume sound.
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC