Sex For Women
Beads of sweat dripping down my body
Arching upwards as you thrust into me
Your hands gripping me squeezing tightly
Spasmodic motions creating an orgasmic sea
My knees held back toes curled in the air
Slow then fast in this rhythmic dance
Your fingers now entwined in my hair
It is lust that we share in free from romance
Its so close for me now I’m almost there
My screams are now whimpers my sweat now tears
Lost in my pleaser free from the stress anger and despair
Eager now almost hungry not willing to let it disappear
In a breathless scream I call out your name
As it comes to me these unholy pleasures
You finish first and smile without shame
I’ll have to finish with my toy or should I say my defensive measures
Copyright © Sasha Marchlewski | Year Posted 2010
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