Soft Warm Hands And A Heated Massage

Ecstasy shines upon us, relish in my soft awaited flesh          
Entangled bodies shall become as one, as whispers of love profess            
Umm, the rush of his hungry thrust, as he sinks in for a blissful Nirvana ride            
Palms planted to my sides imprisoning me as our bodies collide      
Pounding on the door where the gush of my desire resides            
       
Breathless, mmm… pants of delight, bodies in motion,        
Letting him bathe the elongation of his yearning in the swishing of my love potion      
To unimaginable heights of kissing forever, we are spent            
The stirring of his craving in and out the parting of my soul without relent            
Souls shifting, seesawing in the trickling enjoyment, ecstasy wrapping us in a cocoon of content            
       
Holding me close, letting his tongue meander over my skin, as it entices my soul      
Hearts, two minds, bodies humming, as lust consoles      
Clenching him tighter            
Back arched in surrendering my sugary walls, milking his unending river waiting for the sensations once it flows        
       
Tell me where you come from man      
The blueprint to my persona, only you understand      
Who are you      
It feels sooo darn good when I become his midnight carnal food      
Opening my mind      
Letting him deep up inside      
Then having my body climaxing on his smooth enticing lines      
       
My soft skin relinquishing in merriment, his dominance gliding in the silkiness of my divine, he does it to me so smooth, he's the drug of choice I will always abuse            
Hold me tighter baby and keep in sway with my enticing moves      
Wrapping my limbs around his lower legs      
His grunting resonating, mm... plummeting deeper, scaling inside me quicker, his body beginning to beg      
Arms over my head, his hunger throbbing in my snatch from where the persuasion of his virility has been led           
Weakening moments cloaked in time            
The elixir of love, drowning in the intoxicating web of his passion, spinning me like a cyclone dipped in smooth wine            
Feelings caving in, beyond the words to be called just a sin        
Pausing his groin to my pelvis, leaning his face down, tongue to tongue      
Closing my eyes, mm... don't stop, I'm about to cum        
Whispering in my ear, 'give it up,' so he can fill my lover's cup      
His width stretching, his mouth teasing a tit, steadily humping my moisten slit            
Drips of sweat rolling down his spine, capturing my lips        
Sinking deeper and deeper to ravish the essence of my creamy abyss      
Whoever thought the baritone of his voice, his hypnotic eyes, a back massage would have started all of this      
       
This is what happens when you ask him to turn over....