BEFORE HIS MIRROR

Reducing myself to the raw,  
I let my clothes pile on the floor,  
undressing before his mirror,  
showing my full frontal figure  
as my love watches from the bed  
but for bed sheets himself naked.  
A glimpse of his haired chest torso  
and firm strong arms bring warming glow.  
I return his tantalised smile  
and build up his suspense with wile.  

I give my nipples playful pinches,  
knowing the sight adds to his inches;  
inject myself with shot of bliss  
by thumb flick on my clitoris,  
bringing warm wetness in my thighs  
and some involuntary sighs.  
I spread my juice upon my tum,  
greasing me for the romp to come.  
He says, "It does so flatter me  
how keen you are to be ready",  
 
Under the sheets, he thrusts his hand  
towards his manhood, makes it stand.  
I see him stretch his legs lengthward,  
while his head heads to the headboard.  
A moan comes from his upturned chin,  
My call for action to begin.  
Our shared desires are on their track,  
there won't be any turning back.  
I turn around and on him leap,  
my hands off him I can't now keep.  
 
Like bronco his hips buck and rear,  
Hands on my shoulders keeps me here,  
Before upon my breasts they squeeze  
as onto his firm tool I ease.  
My legs on his middle straddle,  
as I cowgirl 'in the saddle'.  
We press on intent in the deed  
until he's spouting out his seed  
In explosion gratifying,  
while I come, upon him lying.