The Picnic

Loving couple hot summer's day Head back home one Saturday He pours cool drinks She showers warm They both head To their loving dorm They sip their drinks Sitting on their bed He slides her robe As he kisses her head Over her shoulder Warm flesh revealed This couples love Will soon be sealed They slide of the bed Lays her on the floor On her front My love i adore Her back massaged Her cheeks kissed Not one area Has been missed Arched and ready He moves real close His Mr of Men His loving post Picnic box, opens lid Vanilla ice cream On her back its slid She arches up As it slides down her spine To the curve in her cheeks To her end sublime Her groans and cries As he absorbs the cream Her heaven moist Eyes closed she dreams Her body flavoured For the Mr of Men He takes his woman In their lovers den Penetration deep Her body sighs Sexual eruption Loving cries Her walls adorned With loving spores This loving couple On their den floor Juices flowing Their recipe The start of life Salinity On her back Her legs a Vee He ventures down Bows on his knees A pool of life From sexual pleasure He scoops to share With his loving treasure He slowly makes his way to her Past her scented heaven fur Torso reached Breasts passed He's finally reached his lass With love filled eyes Their lips meet They share their prize From their loving feat http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love.php