I AM YOUR AS YOU ARE MINE A POEM

He says deep breaths are good for you.
Loves the way her breasts move up and down
slowly in and out,
a better sight can't be found.
Suggests she unloosen a button or two,
let that strap slide down her arm.
Loves that sly grin building across her face,
dazzling him with her charms.

Her naughty grin already in place,
his impatient fingers removing her lace.
Catching a pouting nipple with his mouth
sends a throbbing ache down south.
Ah, she feels his dick stretching under her.
Gazing into his hungry hazel eyes,
licking her lips she reaches in between her thighs
grabbing his dick, she starts to tease.
Her entrance so slick it glides with ease.
Not entering her fully, he can't take it anymore,
grabs her hips and impales her down into her core.
Without notice she’s on her back,
holding his shoulder tightly as he begins to pound,
her whole body moving up and down.

The urgency in their moans drives them to a fever pitch;
they’ve waited all evening to scratch this itch.
“No, no, “ he pleads for her to keep open her hazel eyes,
there’ll be plenty of time later to fantasize.
She has his dick harder than it’s ever been,
As he feels her squeeze him from deep within.
Her nipples hard as rocks impale his chest,
while her nails in his back enjoy their own quest.
Both of her hands grab fists full of sheets,
his balls slapping against her pussy keep a steady beat.
With a deep groan that comes from her very core
she arches her back begging for more.
Lifting her hips to meet his, in a whispered frenzy
he hears, “Finish me….”

Deep inside her he comes to a stop.
She pleads, please don't, you’re stroking every blissful spot.
She feels his heated gaze meet hers ready for the task.
Wanting her to be sure of what she’s asked.
Elbows pressed against the sheets, lips intertwined,
she’s never seen him look so refined.
Never surer of what she wants at this point in time
she whispers, “Finish me, for I am yours as you are mine.”

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