Together Pt.2

Together . . . Part 2

And now I turn you on your front
Legs open wide to see your cunt
My hands roam over thighs so white
Your legs are shaking, muscles tight
Massague the skin, you relax some
Make ready for the time to come
Hands proceed towards your back
Those wonderous globes I will attack
And kneed your arse cheeks, gently now
To make you relax is my vow
And slowly, gently further on
Till to your neck I set upon
Then change my hands for tongue, I think
Into your skin my teeth I sink
No Dracula, I draw no blood
But nip the skin as a tender bud
Then kiss your nape, pleasure I trust
And reach around massague your bust
To lick and kiss along your spine
You moan, I think this is a sign
That you are ready very soon
To take my sex, you're in a swoon
My tounge continues on its task
Between those orbs it goes, I ask
"Can I please lick your arse, my love?"
"Oh, yes . . . " you plead, I move above
And lick around that wonderous hole
Then push into that puckered goal
You squirm beneath, sensations thrill
Into your arse my tongue does fill
Then more, and down without a fuss
And kiss the bud, your clitorus
Upon your back I move you, best
To penetrate that golden quest
My cock is hard I want you so
You open wide, my passions grow
I place it gently at your lips
And push it in, your cunt it grips
Together move as in a dance
Your body holds my rampant lance
We fuck, my cock moves in and out
You grip me tight "Harder!" you shout
"God, fuck that cunt!", your climax peaks
Its my turn now, my penis seeks
To flood your insides with my sperm
I need to finish, to come full term
Your legs I push back on each tit
My cock to move within your slit
And now my darling is the time
To cum myself, feelings sublime
My semen rise, finish the deed
I shoot and fill you now with seed
Then out and up onto your breast
Remaining sperm does pour with zest
You rub it in, your nipples shine
You smile we’re sated, feeling fine
We roll upon the sheets as one
In sweat and body fluids run
Its time to clean and shower take
And start once more our sex to make . . .