Passion Laid Bare

She held him tight, so close to him,
Hearts beating fast, locked eyes, a grin.
A kiss, long, wet, sweet, and deep,
Held tight in his embrace, no secrets to keep.

A dress unzipped, it falls to the floor,
In a push-up bra and thong, she wants more.
Her hands slide down, feeling his heat,
Nipples taut, her desire complete.

She pauses at his belt, finger on the zipper,
Not yet undressing, anticipation a whisper.
Kneeling, desire in her gaze,
Kissing through denim, her hunger ablaze.

His hands in her hair, pulling her near,
Kisses shared, breath heavy with cheer.
Undoing his belt, unzipping with care,
Feeling his bulge, his heat, laid bare.

Pants pulled down, access complete,
Hands secured, blindfold discreet.
Cock in her mouth, she teases the head,
Plunging deep, throats where he's led.

Gagging, recovering, rhythm in sync,
Moaning, guiding, they both think.
Pulsating cock, her clit aches in time,
Turned around, her thong becomes his sign.

Spread open wide, inviting her Master,
Cock stroking slow, teasing her faster.
Entering deep, cries of pleasure rise,
Faster, harder, together they realize.

Pinching her nipples, sharp pain, she melts,
Juices slick, passion felt.
Pounding hard, sharing their fire,
Withdrawing slow, their desires conspire.

Face to face, mouths meet again,
Laid back on the box, pleasure's zen.
Juices wet, fingers retrieve,
Riding to release, together they weave.

His essence covers, breasts, neck, and hair,
A blanket of love, passion laid bare.