The Sound Of You

You begin to kneel behind me. The sound of You excites me.
You touch me lightly. Finger tips teasing slightly.
Pushing my knees out beside me. Blowing cool air, You begin to bite me.

Open and exposed. My body knows the passion You hold.
I'm frozen with no emotion. You begin to move Your fingers in motion.
Left and right they glide. They now slide inside, going to that place You like to hide.

Building and building, I can feel. The liquid excitement is no longer concealed.
Humming with satisfaction. You begin to take aggressive action.
Tasting and sucking without mercy. My back arches with urgency.

No longer quietly laying. My body bucking, violently shaking.
Cries of pleasure escape. I don't know how much I can take.
Your voice is now heard. Demanding my pleasure to rupture.

My eye's now open to You. I now see how bad You want me too.
Up and now close to me. Your sex now jumps above me.
I rise to meet You there. Your hand pulls, gripping my hair.

Begging for You to come to me. My sex opens as I begin to plead.
Grab me, take me and spank me. My moans cry out of me.
For it is only the sound of You, That I will cum too.