Wanton sin
My hands run down your body, I cover every inch of you nice and slow, I've got a map of you in my mind, I know which way to go
Stroking you so softly only stopping at the parts that make you sigh, taking time to tease and please you on my way to your inner thigh
My finger drap across your painted lips, down your neck I trace, I hear your breathing quicken I see the anticipation in your face
Looming above you my actions portray my carnal desires, you can see the hunger in my eyes, they blaze with wanton fires
My mouth gets to your nipples, they're already hardened by my touch, I mouth your nipples roughly, as my hand nestles in your crotch
My fingers find your wetness, your eagerness is very clear, you reach up towards me and you pull my body near
My fingers enter you slowly, soaked by your wetness they glide straight in, there ends the slow seductive build up, now it's time for wanton sin
THE KINKY POET