Fingers

Your eyes rolling back into your head
You’re floating….
I lay down beside you and your hand
Slides down my pants
And I am surprised you find all the right places
Your muscular fingers
Deftly stroke my slippery, hot pearl,
Sweet, slick, fire,
Carnal agony,  
You ask why I keep gasping
But there is no way for me to answer
Because you don’t stop,
Your fingers smoothly find their way inside
Fill me, find me, greasy thrusts,  
And you don’t know what you’re doing
High As A KITE
Your other hand gently twisting my
erect nipple.  
This frenzy,
Glutton    
And you’re somewhere else,
Floating,
Alone and impenetrable.