The Battle

My sword is buried to the hilt
Your scabbard having all my blade
We're no longer in a battle
Neither has to be afraid

Your pussy's undulating
To the the thrusting of my cock
Our tongues are intertwining
To the beating of the clock

The heat of you surrounds me
Taking all my length and girth
My erection's at its fullest
Making love for all it's worth

Your breasts are rubbing on my chest
Your nipples firm and tall
Your cumming moistness flowing
As I'm giving you my all

This is what true love should be
Not just fucking hard and fast
But reaching common satisfaction
When the battle's done at last