MY HANDS MAKE A TRACK

On her front and back
my hands make a track
from curve of her bum
o'er shoulders, breasts, tum.
 
I palm her belly
(firm not fat jelly)
then down the inside
of thighs to divide
her labia, stroke,
then her clit provoke
with thumb, forefinger
pressed with a linger.
 
Her lubrication
greets digitation,
Her hips and head roll
when past all control,
 
Up to breasts hands move,
well oiled from her groove,
the nipples to grease,
to breath's high release.
 
She can't anymore
stay back turned. She draw
from my arm surround
so she can turn round
and mount my manhood,
now an upright wood.