a craving

she opened her blouse and shoved
her nipples deep in my mouth
for she had enough
of what I had to say
only wanting to play
oh boy did she want to play

craving my hand around her neck
making her gasp
filling her black
and each moistened gap
with deep hardened thrusts

lust was our desire
never coming to an end
fulfilling our needs
with full wanton greed

the night sang out loud
but I was mute
letting my hands talk
yes,
she didn't balk
I entered her full
again and again and again
leaving her begging
for me
and for more