Bump and grind
The moment I think about you my heart begins to race, In my mind I see your gorgeous curves and your pretty face
I think of my hands touching you, tracing the outlines of your skin, mapping every part of you, but where do I begin
Do I start at your feet, moving up your thighs to find your Rose, or do I start at your head by kissing your lovely button nose
I'd start at the nape of your neck and run soft kisses down your spine, once I was at your bottom I'd roll you over to sip your wine
My digits would slide in slowly, I'd add them one by one, I'd slowly finger fuck you, whilst I'm flicking with my tongue
Then I'd climb between your legs and slide my cock inside, you raise yourself with each stroke, you spread your soaking pussy open wide
All this starts from just one thought, you're forever on my mind, instantly I want you, I now need some bump and grind
THE KINKY POET