The Way Young Lovers do

Strolling through the movement of a predicted turn
In the sweet springtime a flushed expression primes
There’s a cue to be kissed upon
Eyes light up to the bewilderment
Playful flirtation, the way young lovers do
Cherry lipstick stains upon his body
Falling softly upon the bed, articles of clothing removed
She sinfully smirked like a minx
Placing a hand on her new muse of pleasure
Heat emitting from being stroked meticulously
Using her tongue, the nectar mingled
Eliciting moans from her mouth
She stopped begging to be entered
She grimaced and sighed feeling every inch
Animage, almost as good as it felt
He grabbed onto her hips to pull her forward
With the increased volume her hands gripped the sheets tightly
The loud macking between the re-glistened bodies echoed
Hot labored words screaming to be fucked harder
Lust over taking both their beings
Looking up she saw the cause of her euphoria grimacing
Lowering his body their lips met once more
Their chests where connected, feeling each other's heartbeats
It was a sloppy, messy, hunger filled, but it was perfect
Only to finish leaving an afterglow