Sweet Pleasure

She turns her head to smile at him
To hear what's being said.
Their satin limbs entangled
As they lie upon the bed.
He gently nips each standing nipple,
Caresses soft brown thighs,
Drinks her flowing love juice
To the murmur of her sighs.
As the passion in him rises
And she welcomes him within,
The cries of her sweet pleasure
Are just starting to begin.
When he feels he is exploding
And his love can wait no more,
She calls out with such abandon.
That it shakes him to the core.
For a while he lies beside her
Enjoying this part of his life.
Before getting dressed and leaving her
To go home to his wife.