Lips

Swollen and bruised

Muscular tongue filling my ass

While fingers stroke between my thighs

Tangled together

A trio

What are the odds of coming together like this

And coming

Together

Like this

Rose petals so wet

Dew clinging to soft pink edges

Slowly dripping

Lemons and…

I’m blushing

Thinking about the coming morning

Yours not mine

My belly full of love

Oh and yes

They were all jealous

Of the two most beautiful girls in the room

So full of love

I will never forget the first time we danced

You and I and her

There are not enough words