Turn around; poke out that pretty thing…
Touch yourself as you imagine me slipping in…
Black and grey no colors here…
Bite your lips as I bite your ears,
Bad intentions that drive your gears…
Fingers wrapping around your hair…
Conjuring sensations, delve into my obsessions
Ill guide you so have no fear…
Tracing your breasts as I pull you near,
Pores reacting at my reach and nipples harden as i breach…
Your intimacy throbbing,
Side effects loss of speech.
I sink my teeth in to your peach
As goose bumps build up in your skin
Juices gushing on the sheets
Juices gushing down your knees
Muscles tightening on their grip
So much so I might release
Tension building on the tip
Rapid heartbeats as I stimulate your clit
Desperate moans and hastened breaths
Peaked out climax as I grab your breasts
Reckless pulses in her depth…