Sweet Robyn

Sweet Robyn
A girl now to be a woman, for long she sought this day.
She gazed upon him softly, as she reached forth her hand.
His velvety softness her palm enclosed, now just a breath away.

With gentle lips and probing tongue, she kissed upon the tip.
So strangely smooth and silken, it rose upon its own.
She smiled at him sweetly, tasting salt upon her lips.

Her fire rose within and she knew she needed more.
Wanton with desire, she strode upon his loins.
She lowered herself slowly, taking him deep into her core.

So much, so full, beyond compare. The magic now she knew.
She trembled, she arched, she shuddered and shook.
From her throat a withering moaning grew.

Oh Yes, Oh No, Oh Please, became her plaintive cry.
With ragged breath she panted as waves upon her breast
No more could she endure and lest surely she should die.

Then the visage broke, as she screamed and begged for more.
Racking through her body, her senses overloaded.
Blackness creeps upon her and shook her to her core.

Such sweet love cannot say its’ best
Our two hearts beat as one, my Sweet Robyn