Jack

Longer and longer it grows as my nipple poke thru sheer wet clothes.
Hes eyes they stroll.
Wetness of my panties.
Lion taming, self control.
Leans in and kiss. My face he kisses.
My chin. Kiss. My neck he kisses.
His tongue he licks it.
My neck he grips.
True desires shine blindly.
It's I that he missed. 
Soaked panties he ripped.
Like a faucet she leaks Feasting, he eats. Taller and taller he appears as I climb Jack, his bean stalk revealed.
Inside me he feels. Inside me I feel. Thrusting from behind, feathers become my refuge , gripping my flank he slides, he glides. He's tired. This fire it burns for more This ride is real.
My gut he can feel.
His power heals my wounds. We grove. Conciousnes we loose.
Capedavated by this conection, our souls we vested. The fire inside it binds into light. We shine from darkness.
We come from light we shall not hide.
I ride. I ride. I ride. The white of his eyes he hide.
He moans. It's strong.
We climax and we fall.