Her Touch

The touch of her hand Moving slowly up my thigh Lifting my boxer Starts a delicious craving Her eyes look over every inch of my body My heart is racing I can hear it beating in my ears I crave much more But don't want to ask She takes her time teasing me Tempting with each touch Her fingers now massaging my dick My breath is like a yawn As she covers my mouth with hers Moving her body upon mine Pulsating blood rushes through my body Bubbling with desire Moans escape our passion Beads of sweat run slowly between my chest Her heap of breast heaving Then sweet sensual climax Takes us to a paradise Leaving our bodies In spectacular satisfaction Squirming Desiring another round Bamgboye Stephen T.