Her lips, like crushed rose petals,
begging to be kissed,
her panties, just removed,
clenched in my fist.

Her breasts, pert and firm,
begging to be cupped,
her pussy, glistening,
wanting to be supped.

Her legs, long and slender,
begging to be stroked,
heart, beating like a drum
passions already stoked.

Her emotions , running riot
Begging for my love,
My cock, sliding inside her,
fitting like a glove.

Our bodies, entwining
Begging never more,
Together, we make love,
lying on the floor.