Quickie

tumbling through door,
lips locked in impassioned kiss,
hands at clothing paw,

button by button,
the slithering of some zips,
out of clothing strips,

sucking teat in mouth,
sliding hands around your hips,
touching swollen lips,

sliding to and fro,
curling fingers buried deep,
bliss thumb does bestow,

upon nub does ply
rubbing upon pressing thigh,
slick with my essence.

pulling against teeth,
as they tug upon nipple,
harsher and harsher,

fingers plunging in,
grinding against thrusting knee,
release does begin.

my name on your lips,
as your nectar gushes on,
hand between your hips,

collapsing on you,
quivering from each spasm,
as they rumble through,

much needed quickie,
dressing with grins on faces,
and fingers sticky.

 

11 thoughts on “Quickie

  1. Apart from being very sensual to say the least, you write damn good woman!… or maybe your a man who knows now a days who is behind a computer, point being I like not only the subject matter but your writting and this comes from the new Shakespeare that I will become…..maybe even touch the sun, who knows

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