By Autumn-chula168@yahoo.com
Date: 17 April 2000
Your Sweetness
Lusty thoughts of sweat and sex pour throught my deepest corners of thought,
Dreams of hurt, of ache, of want,
The need for you inside me, hard and full, waiting to pour out your sweetness into me depths,
My fingernails dig into your shoulderblades and just as I can't take anymore,
you leave.
Onto all fours I change and inside me I feel you once more, thrusting, pushing me,
My hand reaches to feel your entrance and together we moan with the wetness,
the opening warmness we entice.
Faster we move and with more fever we rush,
Juices pouring freely over your shaft and my fingers.
With a few more lurches we cum and climactic ecstacy overcomes our emotionally-rushed bodies.
Our nakedness rests as my jutting breasts glow in the moonlight coming throught the window.
Your hand feels the firm fullness of my twin towers again before sleep overcomes you.
Slowly I drift away,
Content and satisfied.
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