My Sweet...

Nestled together,
as the thunder rolls,
warm and safe in bed.

The rain is driving,
stirring my soul,
making our cheeks turn red.

Feeling your body,
so soft and warm,
pressed gently into mine.

Driving me crazy,
Starting a storm,
tingling down my spine.

Hands start moving,
all on there own,
gently fondling your breast.

Love and affection,
you let out a moan,
telling me to touch the rest.

A hand slides down,
cupping your sex,
feeling the moisture and heat.

Fingers spread,
pink is shown,
the air is smelling sweet.

A finger traces,
the lines of your lips,
lightly rubbing your clit.

The wetness grows,
you buck your hips,
sliding me deep in your slit.

Your kisses land,
I suck your tongue,
my finger slides out of your hole.

You pull my shorts,
my cock is sprung,
you climb on top of my poll.

You ride and ride,
until we cum hard,
our juices combine on the sheets.

We lay in bliss,
our eyes are starred,
was it good for you, my sweet?