Poetic Appetizer

Four arms wrapped around each other
Like an octopus feeding
Four hands spread out like fans
All twenty fingers kneading

Bodies meshed so tightly that
No light could pass between
Tapped into a rapture
Undistracted and serene

Tasting your saliva
While I finger your vagina
Your tongue is down my throat
As you grab my cock and grope

The moans grow and sweat pours
You swallow mine and I lap yours

I tilt you back crawl in your lap
You guide my wood inside
We tick tock like a pendulum clock
And find the perfect stride

Your ankles in my hands
I stretch you out and far apart
Your buttocks lifted of the bed
I drive down towards your heart

Then let your legs wrap around
And pin your shoulders to the ground
We fain a raping game
As we pummel and pound

You swear my piece Immense
As I laud your tight round ass
My voice goes guttural
As you begin to gasp

I grunt and you scream
While squirting quarts of milky cream
We remain engaged to the very last
When I feel your spasms on my shaft

And stir the mix while fluids merge
To slosh and splash in final surge

Satisfied and contented
Our drive just slightly dented
We towel our parts and catch our breaths
Before we start to dent the rest