Her Silhouette

Her naked silhouette lies between my sheets
My mind fixates on the mountains and valleys of her curves
My palms sweaty and my balls tingling with anticipation
My mouth begins to water and yearn to taste her big full lips

I straddle her and slowly kiss her elegant neck
I feel her tense up at my touch and it makes me smile
She lets out a sleepy sigh as she wakes to me pulling her panties away
"Hello sleepy head." I tease as I flick her clit

She buckles in pleasure as a moan escapes her lips
As I enter her paradise I feel a fire in my loins
Like heaven and hell collided and flames and praises are erupting
We drive ourselves to an amen chorus of release

Her silhouette shakes in orgasmic eruption
I grin and kiss her lips as she cries out her Love for me
Oh how she makes my body quake
My sweet salvation she is in her simple pretty way

Annabelle's silhouette is my addiction
Those lips of her are my temptation
She is the reason for my masturbation
Her Silhouette is my obligation