Large Lady

She had these wonderful tresses
Of shadowy red hair
That she kept tied up high with a bandana.
Her sultry green eyes
Looked all the more like ivy
When she did that pretty brown eye makeup.
Her jawline, so soft from the profile.
Her mouth, nothing very spectacular
Unless surrounding my thick mast.
Naked, I admire her hurriedly,
I admire her hushedly.
She snatches any material she can find
To cover up her mounds of supple flesh,
Regardless of the compliments I give her.
She won't let me kiss her
Arms, back, legs, tummy.
It makes me ache.
Despite her voluptuous size,
Her breasts are small and taut
With the most heavenly formed, sensitive nipples.
She lets me kiss those.

Her vulva,
So beautiful when bare,
She won't let me kiss it either.
When I force her down,
And pry her knees apart
Only then can I kiss it.

At full mast, while I caress her flower,
A tear wells and cascades over her cheek.
I just tell her how beautiful she is
And proceed to appreciate all of her.

Between the thick, luscious legs she hates
I grab hold of one
And prep myself at her entrance.
Never have I known a pussy so divine.
Tight, glimmering, aromatic.

Sliding into her, inching my way in,
I watch her.
She contorts to attempt a more flattering position,
But I clasp hold of a nipple between my forefinger and thumb,
Stopping all her motions besides a steady heaving of her chest.

In her, I watch her ivy-eyes crawl over my chest.
I love when she appreciates me.
Transfixed, I slowly remove my length
And fluidly enter again.

Releasing a pert nipple from my grasp,
I thumb under the crease of her plush tummy.
She hates when I do that,
But it wells passion in every one of my extremities.

Thrusting steadily into her tight pussy,
I feel myself losing myself.
Pounding erratically into her lovely folds,
She feels my animosity.

As I pinch a sweet little bud,
She yells and moans, trying to surpress that sexy howl.
I can feel it in her
And it drives me wild.

Pumping and driving so deep into her,
I find the switch that sets out the howl.
She bucks and moves violently, but it is all so graceful.

With spasms around my thick pole,
I watch a moon pass through her eyes
And delve into her, exploding inside of her.