The Spoon
I have her laying down on her front, so I can trace kisses up her spine, from bottom to her Swan like neck, the trip was so devine
Each little movement has I climbed higher along her skin, built up the anticipation of what's about to begin
I roll her on her side, we are laying within a loving spoon, my hands stroking her luscious curves, she will be mine quite soon
Playing with her hardened nipples, her neck I give her nip, she gives out a little squeal as inside her Rose I slip
Fingers parting her moistened Rose, with her petals I like to play, running digits up and down her lips, in a rhythmic way
Her wetness begins to soak my finger, she pushes forward to force me in, with my thumb on her Rose bud, the finger fuck begins
Pounding with my fingers, she opens her legs so wide, I put in another finger, it's tight with three inside
She cranes her head around, so we can share a aggressive kiss, tongues entwined in ecstasy, it really was such bliss
Then she rolls me on my back, she climbs herself on top, I become submissive, I know that she won't stop
She holds my shaft to her pussy, the tip pushes open her heaven's gate, she begins to rise and fall, cumming is my fate
I try to keep myself control, but she's riding hard and fast, her pussy muscles suck my cock, how much longer can I last
I begin to push back, I ram her hard, I give her my best, she becomes more frantic and sticks her nails deep in my chest
The mixture of pain and pleasure turns out to be too much, I explode my seed inside her, my cream drips out her crutch
Both sweating and covered in our sex, we lay on bed to noon, wrapped up tight together, In the position called THE SPOON
THE KINKY POET