Lust in the Garden

Sitting there in a park so green,
Watching lovers in their love scene,
Passionate kisses and touches so bold,
My eyes wander, secrets yet untold.

His hands roam over her breasts so fair,
Over her thighs and to her secret lair,
They didn't know I was there, hidden from view,
As his hand found its way inside her shirt so new.

No bra to hinder, her nipples erect,
As he kissed and nibbled, so full of respect,
Her shirt pulled up, her breasts now exposed,
His lips leave a trail, as his desire arose.

She reached down and unzipped his jeans,
His cock eager and swollen, bursting at the seams,
She pulled up her skirt, revealing her lace,
As she sat atop, her desire in haste.

Pink panties pulled aside, he entered with ease,
Her body ready, craving to please,
Back and forth she rode, grinding with lust,
As he filled her completely, fulfilling their must.

Her back arched, as her orgasm came,
Her body trembled, calling out his name,
He quickened his pace, his own release near,
Eager to give her, his potent seed so dear.

With a grunt and a moan, he filled her with pleasure,
Her body yielding, their love beyond measure,
I watched in awe, my desires flaring,
As I sat there, my own cock glaring.

Masturbating furiously, my own need growing,
As their lovemaking, set my senses crowing,
My own release came, in a burst of desire,
As I sprayed my seed, like sparks from a fire.

Passionate love, in a park so serene,
Hidden from others, a sight so obscene,
But to them, it's just love, wild and free,
For those lovers in the park, and for me.