Dreaming of the Storm

Dreaming of your hot vagina
As it encompasses my cock
Stroking ever, ever deeper
And your lush hips begin to rock

Your red ruby lips are parting
As they're colliding with my own
Searching tongues are intertwining
As you squeeze tighter on my bone

I suck the mark of ecstasy
Into your deeply breathing throat
Lightning's flashing, thunder's crashing
In your storm driven, heaving, boat.

I'm not wearing any life vest
As we contend with storm and strife
As we approach the rocky reef
I'm really hanging on for life

Your waves are crashing on my mast
I feel your hot and streaming bore
The winds, of your wall, upon  me
From your high category four

My own hairy cane's within you
High winds of desire and lust
Mast is swaying, almost breaking
My swinging balls about to bust

Your moaning winds, provocative
Your heaving breasts against my chest
Can you feel my own storm blowing,
From my erection in your nest?

The calm eye is now upon us
The higher waves and winds subside
There's a momentary calmness
As we approach the other side