UP TO NO GOOD

From the hair on your head, to your nail-painted toes,
You doffed your clothes in my sight, and my manhood rose.
Warmed up, I took off my own clothes within your sight,
So you could see how greatly you did me excite.

You smiled, then you jested: "You're a nice bit of wood!
You and I are going to get up to no good!"
I replied, "I always thought you a nice bit of stuff!
I'm sure I can satisfy you more than enough!"

We moved closer, drawing into each other's arms,
We kissed as we embraced, from your lips to your charms.
Our breaths grew heavier, our hearts were a racing
As our bare skins could feel amidst our embracing.

Upon each other's backsides our hands descended,
I drew your  belly onto my hard extended.
Your inside thighs were getting wetter and wetter
As I applied with my fingers to be your petter.

I stroked then rubbed around your erect clitoris,
Then round your labia, unto the minoris.
Your nether lips were by now opening quite wide,
You parted your legs, and urged, "Get your cock inside!"

With one hand, I began to move inwards then out,
Then back again, quickening the pace, as you shout
My name, as if, like God, you depended on me
For every breath of life continuously.

You tightened your legs together behind my waist
As we pushed into each other with growing haste,
Until the contractions became overpowering,
Then ejaculated fluids came showering.

Deep inside your oily core my emptying balls,
Got whitewashing with seed your vaginal walls.
We fell into second death, then Seventh Heaven,
While our breathing calmed down and became more even.