Strangers

We sync in public and your realm is open to me you become my fabric were constantly in season like brown and pink.
You feel so good every time you secrete. I’m so strong and I still suffer defeat.
Hurry love call my patience
While strangers whisper and yell out our relations
Our transparency will favor neighbors with wetness that can damaged nations.
Her lips commit to this moment while thighs open and keep promise.
I indulge in her sexiness with my tongue and hands analyzing your curves.
You give back with hips, and I take your motion cause hormones are listening and late at night I replay your messages.
Reality is my rise to your wet heavens.
Above me you pour out your past your pain, but all I taste is our future and pleasure.
Deep comes close but bottom is my only capable way of measure.

I am king  my grasp and endless pounding causes waves of vibration and oceans to form from monsoons triggered by thunderous strikes.
I demonstrate like a lions roar the beast in me shows force and your respect mounts my throne sucking and licking your pearl and lips you grab my head tightening your forgiving muscles as I give pleasures that would turn demons to angels and lies to truth.
I wade in your life’s juice kissing and tasting stories of a book that has only been partially read
I take pride in pleasing you my temporary queen I am king in your bed.
I drive you from behind is it mine your eyes confirm with looks of disbelief and relief as I ease into your sensual crease.
I pull out observing your satisfaction on me as I watch your opening  tug clinch lubricate and release.
While you bite pillows pull covers and sheets.
This moment is peaked and were no longer in our bodies finally we meet.