Your eyes staring up at me
The hunger in your passion
How you grip, how you want it
Franticly wanting me inside
Slowly picking you up
Wrapping my arms your blissful
Form.
Sliding down and moving myself in place
Giving my everything to you
Thrusting magnificently with
Your body rhythms
Touching you softly
Being yours
Being what it is you want
Being everything you need
How beautiful
How beautiful you fuck. . .
May 20/11
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