At the end of my trip, I come back to you
Smiling and fussing as always you do
We talk of our love, and then go to bed
Remembering all the things that we said.
Our arms wrap each other, our bodies devise
To warm each other, as two passions rise
Our kisses so deep, our touches inflame
As we stroke and tease, lovemaking the game.
My goal is to try to fully provide
The loving my absence has long set aside
I move down your body and taste what I’ve missed
So sweet and so musty, your core to be kissed.
Through lips full and plump my tongue licks and probes,
Going down deeper between those rich globes
And pushing inside you to finally touch
The places that make you cry out so much.
I keep you hovering, just on the edge
As you open so much to my lust and my lech,
Then all of a sudden you cum with a rush
And cry out in pleasure, and surprise as you gush.
I drink all of your juices, delight in their heat
Kiss your damp body from lips down to feet
Then slowly back, to drink them again
And delight as they set my senses aflame.
You reach for my hardness, your lips open wide,
To suck and to tongue me, your hand as my guide,
To keep me at bay, to lick on my cock,
Until I am panting and hard as a rock.
You rise up above me, and straddle my waist,
And start to engulf me, so slow, without haste,
I watch the full curve of your breasts as they rise,
My hardness held tight by the squeeze of your thighs.
Your eyes locked to mine as our bodies conspire,
To drown in the heat of our innermost fire,
To explode in wild abandon until once again,
Our passion subsides, though love does not wane.
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