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.
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