Passions Aflame
Thick steam floating up away into the air,
Into hot water I sink to wash away all,
Away from pains of life that's never fair,
Her hands caressing my shoulders softly,
As my body awakens with heated passion,
Her hands dive into the water so deeply,
Down my hard chest to grip my pillar of pleasure,
Nibbling upon my shoulders teasingly so,
Until she climbs in sharing her soaking treasure.
Slowly she slides further down taking all of me,
In ecstasy we sway in heated water with fiery passion,
So hot is the passion there is no measurable degree.
As one we intensely cum together clinching tightly,
Laying down upon my chest I bathe lovely thee,
Scented soaps and washes only fit for my Aphrodite.
Out we climb into the chilled air of the night,
Watching the curves of my goddess sway,
Surely no beautiful painting equals this sight,
Upon a giant softest fur rug she lays before a fire,
Between her smooth thighs my lips teasingly kiss,
With my tongue I dive with pleasure I inspire.
Rolling her over and grabbing a hand full of hair,
Pulling her hips back to pound hard against me,
Moans echo as I squeeze in with no room to spare.
Before the glistening fire our passions aflame,
Heated desires succumb to passionate love,
Breathe-taking fantasies becoming reality i aim.
