Slide It In Slow

The end is near…
It's against my rear.
I can feel the heat
Of some delectable meat.

Like time-lapse photos
That linger and last
Every tingling nerve quakes
As the mast slides past.

Labia stretch to accommodate
So hardened sculpture can pulsate.
Organs spread like a stadium crowd.
The delicious sensate makes me proud.

My hips assist
Hot horizontal press,
But go slow and easy
There's more, not less.

Bulbous head leads the ecstasy
As veined shaft pushes into me,
Delivering pleasure in such a way –
Is a great pastime, wouldn't you say?

Swollen boobs point up
And my feet dance wide
As the sweat pools upon me,
Trickling down my side.

A gasp, a moan and then it's in
As balls outside rest again
Bouncing against my ass thrust firm.
Now, begin your dance that makes me squirm.