Looking up at you
Black Satin Sheets Beneath us.
All the things we are gonna do .
Still remembering when I walked in ,
All those rose pedals placed on the sheets.
Hinting to me , lets let the romance begin.
Strong warm hands caressing my body,
Up and down my sides.
Passionately paralyzed.
No space between our lips ,
Breathing in our scent .
Ooh how much I’ve missed this .
Are body’s so close ,
Your length hardening between my thighs .
Just intoxicating , I’m mesmerized
Rubbing your body up and down mine.
Already so wet , your hardness isn’t even inside .
My hands up and and down your back
Fingertips trailing across , then down your sides.
I feel the head of your hard cock pressing against my wetness .
Slowly and steady opening for you , expertly sliding it in .
Letting out a moan and soft gentle cry.
As you penetrate my pussy , calmingly leaving your cock inside .
My tightness grips around you , my arms pull you close.
You have me feeling high like ecstasy , such a tantalizing dose .
Soft gentle touches from your lips and mine ,
Strong steady hands , as you take your time .
All ready inside you begin to slowly move ,
In and out of me such a steady groove .
With motions like that how can I disapprove .
Friction between me …you …and the sheets .
A tale of our loves secret , I will forever keep .
You whilst me away further , with every hot motion.
How ever so sweet , sipping from your loves secret potion .
Then my hips keep moving , pushing up to take you deep.
How I love when we make love , so steadily sweet ..
Strong arms beneath me , caressing my hair.
So passionate is my lover , showing me he cares .
Back arches up , my legs around your waist.
As I soak up your cock I just couldn’t wait .
This too is ok , because I’m dying for more
You turn to relax baby ..,I’ll give you some more .
I climb on top , curls fall around my face.
Pressing my chest on yours , a sensual lovers embrace .
Never your hands leave my body ,Hands rest on my hips .
Leaning in for those sweet , ever so luscious lips .
Tongues are dancing , to a rhythm of our own.
Our sex so sweat and creamy , like ice cream on a cone ….
J.G.G