- Erotic Poetry
- Wet Paint
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Pushing further into my soft and sweet
My limbs cling to his kinetic form
Hips flung forward, rounding to the back
Taking the entirety of him into me
Deeper.
Moist and tender
I cannot help but to
Tremble gently
I straddle him
And begin to dance,
Grinding my sex
close to his skin-
Flesh, inside inch by inch
Quickly pulled away
Then in again
Moistness contracts
In and out
I feel his length
Preparing to rupture
The tensioned squeeze
The earthquake later
The moment when
He cums
Inside
Deeper
His white paint on my clit
Dripping wet
Tender
Blending his sugar crème
With my tangy juices
Soon I tremble
Soon I quake
Soon we lie
In each others arms
Awake,
No longer.
