The Softest Tease When It Has Moved Beyond An Illicit Carnal Need

My knees indenting the chair cushion bent over in anticipate        
Wet and ready for this night and knowing the pleasure and domination that awaits          
Urgent lips tenderly kissing all over my buttocks                
My hand to the back of his neck, throwing my head back, moans, his mouth to my pussy hole, locked                
Standing to his feet            
              
Breathless, panting…  yet, just enough to moan... oh baby don’t stop…right there... oh God please                  
He allowed his family jewels to sink deeper and deeper and deeper inside me                
Mm…sex in a chair, liberating, passion      
Desires mingled… at the moment better than my silk covered bed when he’s cunnilingus lashing

 His soft words weakening me so  
It’s like smoke signals to my sacred charka that curls my toes  
If I had the chance, I would make love to him so tenderly, so softy among the stars  
His charming words enticing my soft parts    
Begging Cupid to keep those arrows kissing the flames of my heart    

My legs linking around his neck, back arched, breasts smashed, sensations felt              
Steadying my space…gyrating at best, keeping up the feeling good pace          
His grunts serenading the sky          
Clenching him tighter, the waves of my essence kissing his stream, blending upon the wet          
collide          
Bodies panting, sedate          
Now laying in the breathless aftermath of moist fate