ShadowsCool
01-30-2012, 10:15 AM
Beside the arched sill,
I'm lying like the parabolic moon -
Spilling glows on your figure.
I am spellbound by the soft supple curves
Defying me to come, to feel the smooth sinuous flesh,
Merged as half-moons bound together.
Your derriere faces me,
Luring me to rub, feel, squeeze the pliancy,
As I begin to thrust in.
In lust it all begins:
A pair of lovers
Stirring in the romantic air,
And all the needs
Craving to be filled.
I'm lying like the parabolic moon -
Spilling glows on your figure.
I am spellbound by the soft supple curves
Defying me to come, to feel the smooth sinuous flesh,
Merged as half-moons bound together.
Your derriere faces me,
Luring me to rub, feel, squeeze the pliancy,
As I begin to thrust in.
In lust it all begins:
A pair of lovers
Stirring in the romantic air,
And all the needs
Craving to be filled.