Jocasta

I bound you so tight ,you lay there expectant tethered and so vulnerable naked in your own fantasy.

I cupped and rubbed you wet ,and opened your tender lily with kisses and angel fingers ,

You let me in to the garden of delight ,
twisting hips on every heavy thrust ,

With every cry of delight ,
I probed you deeper tip to base ,entering and withdrawing everytime ,

You jerked and shuddered soaking me and drenching me in orgasms of pure
Ambrosia,

and in my arousal of your zenith ,
I filled you warm and
gasped and in utter exaustion of the release of the meaning ,and of the moment.