Sexualia 1

Huddled in the cold of night
I reach out to dim the light
Then turn the heat up really high
And reach out to touch your thigh

My hand slides softly up your leg
So slowly that you start to beg
For me to reach your panty wedge
And slip beneath the fine lace edge

With one finger, two, then three
We both let out soft moans of glee
As fingertips meet hot wet lips
And slide in as you move your hips

Deep and long my digits slide
As you spread your fine legs wide
I find a rhythm, get a groove
And your breath begins to move

In rapid starts and stops and fits
You start to grasp your aroused tits
I join in and fondle too
While firmly masturbating you

The pressure builds, you squirm and rock
My fingers leave, in goes my cock
Deep pulsing thrusts aimed straight and true
Send trembling ecstasies through you

First one, then two, then three, then more
As I glide out and in your door
Your yoni sends quivers divine
Through my lingam, up my spine

Your excitement makes me swell
I start to drip, and throb as well
Until my fountain’s sacred brew
Explodes deeply into you.