He presses his face into my breast,
His hands splayed upon my hips.
My breasts throb with aching need,
Begging for one taste of his lips.
I seek pleasure, I seek love.
My pussy groans at the feel of his tongue,
his lips pass over my clit.
I open my mouth, drawing in a breath,
My orgasm flows and takes my wit.
I seek rapture, I seek to cum.
your fingers spread me as I lie back,
Slipping inside me, I’m swollen and wet.
you control the friction, the rotation of my hips,
No rest for the wicked until completion is met.
I find climax, I seek tenderness
I find sex.
