Mm...

Shower door sliding back
Suspended thoughts for my midnight carnal  snack  
We have to stop meeting like this    
Sight unseen, but I do crave his dick  
Mm, hoisting me up to give me the bliss of his hard stick  
   
Legs wrapping around his back  
Steadily his girth, my pussy easing down, firm erection infiltrating a silken track  
Dick sliding farther up  
Settling inside my tight lover’s cup  
Tongue to tongue  
Gloving his dick for my rewards to feel as he makes me cum  
   
Deeper and deeper blending me within the depth of his soul  
Dick thrusting steeper and steeper it console  
Inside my pussy, his erection pierces as it cajoles  
Mm…what a watery cascading wet dream  
Girth basking unmercifully, slicing into my sweet butter rum cream    
   
Kitty scratches to his back  
Dick hammering harder, pussy gyrating out of whack  
Surrendering to pleasure, shower tile kissing my back  
Body submitting under the skills of a devilish attack  
Divine feeling, never an earthly lack  
Lips to lips  
Such a hard imbedded delightful in and out slip  
   
Hungrily invading my inner space for a taste  
Echoes to serenade my body unto him, heard outside the realm of space  
Muse me, fuck me without any cares, then fuck my face  
My dewy nest he's plummeting inside pleasing, teasing  
   
Oh don’t stop…please...please  
Pounding the silken depth releasing the need    
Quickly lifting me    
Sitting my sunken treasure on his mouth, palms to the tile as his tongue famishly lease    
Sapping my butter rum juices as they naturally run free    
   
For his manly desires sliding down his body to my knees    
Cushioned by a funneling water landing to solely appease  
Cupping the back of my head  
Mouth opening, dick darting into a deep throated bed  
Pumping his girth, tongue twisting around the lengthy stance  
Palm to his stomach, rubbing up and down for an awaiting pearly romance  
   
Dick locked inside my mouth a seductive bobbling dance  
Tasting his soul  
His precum meeting my tongue as the tip farther patrols  
Oh yes.. there's his oozing pearly flow  
Mm.. down my throat it smoothly goes  
My fingers softly pinching my soft folds  
   
Jiggling it, wiggling it the essence of my soul coating my fingers  
Into my mouth tasting the flavor of me as it lingers  
It must be his beard  
A fetish, I can’t control as my body adheres