Mm…. His Body Taking Mine To The Mat

Invading my dreams, he corners the core of my soul  
Into my ear his soft whispers tenderly consoles  
Upon his existence I am the soothing balm of his night  
Entwined souls we soar, passionate plunges in the calling of our flight  

The tip of his stiff arousal rolling over my buttocks  
What a fine man to have the pinkish institution of my body on lock  
Sluggish kisses to the column of my neck  
Palming me from behind, teasing the fullness of my soft breasts  
 
Mm… those naughty sentiments to my ear, I love to hear  
Turning me into his arms, my heartbeats in sync, rapture is near  
Weakening gentle words, pressed against the suppleness of my skin  
A voice of comfort, reassurance in his alluring, praised from way back when  
 
Lifting me in his arms hurrying me over to his bed  
My back gracing his sheets of red  
Taking my curvaceous body in, approval in its reflections, looking down into my enticing eyes  
He already told me I was his when his smile greeted me at sunrise  
 
Paradise, he found between my thighs  
His lips followed in pursuit, his mouth worshipping my Chi  
My moans enticing his soul  
In his bedroom a private stripper pole  
 
Mm… he likes to see my jiggling ass working it, twerking it  
Bending over touching my toes  
My leg wrapped around the pole  
Gyrating, love making  
 
Back slide  
Opening my thighs  
My fingers escaping inside my wet surmise  
Crawling over to him, resting the mattress his spine  
Kissing over his girth  
Taking him deep in my mouth feeling every inch of his natural rise  
 
Jerking on the length of his hard lust  
Hand pumping, mouth bobbling, waiting for his throbbing flow to bust  
Oh yes, loving the oozing  
His flow down my throat, pursuing  
 
His body still embraced by mine, my enticing scent in the air reeking  
Where his two fingers were once in depth seeking  
Tasting the freedom of my trickling honey cream  
From eyeing then eating the sweeten candy of his wet dream