Leather squeaks against the chair,
As I lift my ass to rest on your lap,
A slow heave of thigh,
Lips searching your cheeks,
Grasping your face out of sheer fascination.

It was you,
Always you,
They say that the heart
Will never fully heal.
I needed your kiss
To slide into me,
Tongue entangled.

He struggled against the chains
Wrapped around his biceps
And his muscular thigh,
I scaled you with my eyes
And my hands slide to your balls ,
So soft to the touch,
I thrust against you,
My slick juices dripping out of me
And on to your sweated bod...
So lustrous as it was,.

Cock slipping into my tight cunt,
Ready to collapse in exstacy.
Only a moment of silence to appreciate...
In love with raptures...and the freedom you give me.