Toned Down Zane

Up against the wall you know I couldn't wait
one word comes to mind
insatiate

Pin you fiercely no room to wiggle
but rather than distraught there is a faint
giggle

Angle you with friction what is that I hear
if measurement is needed this is a supersonic
gear

For I put it on you like a lion on the chase
did you really have no inkling when we got back to your
place

Even thought all night long you had a teasing attack
cooed and whispered suggestions so until my intentions had a one way
track

We hit the door and the fury ragged strong
not to be complete until that crack of
dawn

Tour of the bodies and a tour of the estate
a novel of endless chapters that will be our
fate

Culminated in the final erotic battle two bodies in aroused states
the saturation and watering of the secret garden beyond your
gate