Roar.. Okay Maybe Softly Purring

Soft body withering with no middle ground      
To its own need, pulsing, quaking, from his addictive fucking pounds        
Draining my wet essence in the throne of ecstasy        
Mmm…this game is not over as you can feel, as you could see        
In the afterglow, wetness creeping as his strong body continues to hover        
Forbidden lust found under my silken covers        
          
Smiles of contentment overwhelming me        
Lips descend onto mine, tongue inviting, dueling as the elixir of love has been set free        
Inhaling the manly scent of his sweating aroma one last time          
A kiss to my lips, rising from the rumpled sheets, for a quickie, which takes my body, mind past cloud nine        
         
“Oo baby... wait... bring your cock ring... oh … and the botte of honey, and please don't forget the Moet wine        
You know in the shower I totally admire the way you make my body surrender to yours and then slowly trickle and unwind.”