Only Ours, We Decree!

The storm is brewing, I see coconut trees swaying
dark clouds turning my coastal motherland misty
the wind is blowing, I hear the hallows screaming
heavy thunders’ rumbling awakening my curiosity  
 
moments ago, they went down all happy and giggly
dressed to the basement, lovely in gowns and corset
always wondered what happens, seems fun probably
watching two ladies, walking thru the doors at sunset
 
waves crushing the banks, everyone is away, running
these lovelies in their fishnet stocking, cooling walking
holding one and another closely, caressing and kissing
they look, as wind blows thru their hair, simply stunning
 
weeks on end, I have noticed their wishful demeanour
what is on behind that basement doors i’ve wondered
days gone by, i have just been watching like a dreamer
never mustered the courage, its time i had it answered
 
the curious mixed-raced admirer in a stormy evening
going down behind them doors, today’s an awakening
lightning and thunder, the heart is frantically beating
getting closer, the sounds of screaming and banging
 
‘welcome my dear, we have long been waiting for you”
nervous and scared, a couple of shots of tequila will do
fear turning to excitement, seeing them, as i got through  
the red haired beauty was tied, my imagination is true
 
knowing i’m not to flirt with these two exotic beauties
the tingling sensation, I see their well pruned pussies  
eroticism is not a fantasy, with two gravitating cuties
cautious lust and passion, hand prints on their booties
 
“come here honey baby, its time you paid the price!
get in here, you got to be pantyless or we ain’t nice,”
surrendering to the moment, i’m melting fast like ice
a feeling that a beginner’s punishment won’t suffice
 
I let out a loud sigh when they got my trousers unzip  
smacking my bare booty making my wet cunny drip  
they have been aching for me, they whisper it to me  
roughing my clit, “this is ours and only ours, we decree!”