The Way To A Warm Winter Night

I will not do this justice
it may be delicate to describe  
five recent friends crawl into bed
one frigid winter night.
 
Each player, sadly broken
inhibitions well disguised
decide to tempt destruction
and choose to be alive.
 
Bare the living person
it's how our story goes
two men and three fine women
start taking off their clothes.
 
You really can't imagine
each vision, each caress,
I'm guided by one's gentle pull
and nestled in her breasts.
 
My ardent plump companion
her maiden name - Savoy,
on visit to the old hometown
no husband to quell her ploy.
 
Each time I thrust it forward
she greets me and lowers chin
to daringly graze my tender tip
with a lick and a knowing grin.
 
Noel among two other girls
embroiled in moving hips
his growing cock quick to respond
to the tease of playful sips.
 
Sabrina and lovely Lauren,
shades of cinnamon and brown
feast upon each other's lips
as Noel moves underground.
 
My fingers find my friend Savoy,  
her pussy soaking wet,
the fervid heat grows close to us
forbidden in intent.
 
Sabrina puts me on my back,
Savoy's mouth takes me whole
Lauren turns her body around
and spreads herself for Noel.
 
I feel them push against my skin
I hear their muttered moans
Sabrina rolls circles on my tongue
to savour like a poem.
 
Savoy trades her noble place
Sabrina begins to shudder
she slides along my fleshy shaft
I vigorously start to rub her.
 
Lauren's howl, dictates the pace,
"I think I'm gonna cum!"
Our bodies sway, upon the verge
moving all as one.
 
The fever climbs, ecstatic cries,
coerce our bucking bodies
we can't hold on - so right, so wrong
to be so fucking naughty.
 
Symphonic sensations vibrate the room
to unleash the final current
a jolt courses every nook and nerve
decadence can only cure it.