Questions

May I ask of you,
A question?

Please?

Can we fool around,
Just a little,
Just for a night?

Might I kiss your lips?

Perhaps nuzzle your neck,
Tease your ears?

May I explore your body,
Up and down,
Within,
Under,
Layers of clothes?

Caress over your skin,
Bared to match mine?

Map your curves,
With my lips,
My tongue,
With licks,
Kisses?

Might my hands wander about,
Going where they please,
Delving,
Fondling,
As they go?

If I push you up against a wall,
Grip your ass with my fingers,
Lift your feet from the floor,
Will your legs,
Wrap around my waist,
Hold your pelvis,
Tightly against mine,
Hold my cock,
Within your cunt?

Will you moan,
In tune to my own,
As I thrust,
Repeatedly,
Into you?

Will your fingers,
Your nails,
Write their pleasure,
On my back,
In marks of blood?

Will your cunt,
Convulse,
Contract,
Squeeze my cock,
In rhythm to my,
Ejaculations?

Will my pleasure,
Be matched by your own?