WAKING WITH A BONE

I awoke with bone
but I was not alone;
you were sleeping with me,
bare and so temptingly.

I moved near your bareness
so that my stiff hardness
rubbed onto your smooth skin.
Your face creased in a grin.

I aroused you from sleep,
making your pussy weep.
Around me your arms coiled,
my blood more hotly boiled.

You opened your thighs wide,
hands guiding me inside.
You slipped on my body,
and began riding me.

Your long hair was flouncing
and your bosoms bouncing
as backward and forward
you moved, thrashing onward.

Your frantic "OH! OH! OH!"
came to a crescendo
when both our floodgates burst.
You unguardedly cursed.