Wet Your Imagination 2

thrust
thrust
thrust

keep going

constant rhythm

thrust
thrust
thrust

I am almost there

its slippery between my lips

rhythm changes

pound
pound
pound

its growing inside of me

pound
pound
pound

position changes

keep going

all fours

back arching bliss

smack
smack
smack

tender and red

harder no need to be shy

smack
smack
smack

sensitive to the touch

I cant take it

noise fills the air around us

we've reached the peak together.

~~ Imagination can be a powerful thing ~~