Whack ________________

 
Transient fog invades my mind,
My gown, silk, clings to my body with each stroke of your hand 
Which stops upon the small the small of my back……..
WHACK, WHACK!
Long series of O’s escape my lips, long heavy, drawn,
Eyes roll, lips licked, 
WHACK, WHACK,
Rub, rubbing………eases the sweet delectable pain……
River flowing spreading……….Throbbing spreading…….Swelling spreading……….Legs……spreading
Arched back, ass airborne in anticipation……..
You rub,
I sigh sweetly……..
You spank,
I drink you in...........
…….WHACK, WHACK