Just right

around feet puddles, black slip of thin mesh,
against stomach, his hardness hotly throbs,
wiggling my hips against his warm flesh,
as licentious thoughts, into my head bobs,

hot moist lips engulfing swollen nipple,
as his hand squeezes the other full breast,
sharp waves of pleasure, down to clit ripple,
moaning softly, as mouth and hand molest,

that sensual torture, which I adore,
reaching out, trying to grasp his arousal,
but he evades, as he kneels on the floor,
grasping fingers does his neat hair, tousle,

as kisses burn like fire down the belly,
welling dampness, threatening to flood thighs,
hard to stand up, when legs turn to jelly,
when soft kisses along seeping lips plies,

between my thighs and gazing up at me,
soulful eyes glistening in the moonlight,
loving adoration, so plain to see,
and that this whole evening, feels just right.

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