Every movement your flesh makes in me
Sings verses of the most erotic poetry

The way you arch your back
The way the light hits your muscles
To every stitch that firmly hugs your buttocks

As I crease deeper between your walls
I feel the warmness of your being

To be the very stitch
That supports your flesh
And fill my threads
With the aroma of your sweat
Is the true reward for being wrapped around you

It's the sweat that is produced
From between your thighs

This sweat leaves an aroma
Only to be consumed by the luckiest pair

No woman or man
Has had the privilege
To consume this scent
Yet you allow me

You allow me to consume this aroma
Not just once
Not just twice
But every time you choose
To put me around your waist

Sometimes in the early morning
When it's just you and me
You shoot off a warm explosion
Seeping through me
Filling me with
The erotic stench
Of your excitement
What a delight
To hug the furry loins
That belongs to you