The pinkness
The pinkness of your inner petals, oh how I love to see them shine, I dream you are here with me and those pretty lips are mine
To run my fingers along your petals, just to give them a soft slow kiss, ah the mind is really racing now, the thoughts they bring such bliss
I imagine your fingers stroking her are really not yours but mine, whilst moving rhythmically around your clit, I'm keeping perfect time
Your petals now are really glistening, I make sure all the juice is mine, I sip up all your gorgeous nectar, you truly taste devine
My fingers are soaked in you, I take my time to slowly suck, then you pull me up your body and we kiss and start to fuck
Entwined in a erotic sexual knot, I'm lost in your sweet embrace, I take the time to look at you, I adore your gorgeous face
Moving in perfect harmony, our bodies become one, sharing sexual ecstasy until we greet the morning Sun
THE KINKY POET