Final Gasp

Final Gasp

Every time you come into my mind,
My body responds of a swelling kind.
I feel your body warm and nude,
Love on my mind you’re my food.

I touch, I feel ever curve of you figure,
Caress sensitive parts with loving vigour.
In return you fondle my pride,
Whispering you want it deep inside.

Lips soft, tongue deft, you massage the tip.
Bloody hell, much more and I’ll let rip.
Soft fleshy lips of another kind
These my nimble finger find.

Probing fingers find their goal,
You squeal as I touch your little hole.
By now I’m swollen stiff,
Ready to plug you smooth and swift.

You murmur and moan as I bring you on,
Legs open wide, ready for my pride so long.
Tight you are as I enter your passage,
Inside you my shaft will exquisitely massage.

Gurgling and slurping as I go in and out,
Getting so hot you begin to shout.
So much juice flooding from your hot little hole,
I can feel your body shudder deep to your soul.

You let out a gasp as my pride thrusts deep,
You want me to leave it for you to keep.
A cry and moan and we’re both on the verge,
For the final thrust, for you to feel the surge.

Muscles twitching and bodies throb,
We’re like kettles boiling on the hob.
No time to reflect or stop in our tracks,
We know its time, we know the facts.

Oh yes! This is it you let out a cry.
Its now or never, do or die.
I hear you screech as I let out a moan
Juices mingle as I thrust fully home.

Final thrust and I’m deep inside,
You gasp and let out a lingering cry.
Heaving and gasping we fight for breath,
We would gladly go together in loving death.