Dark horizon
Hide the bright acquisition of a sunny sky,
As the calm of a quiet storm slowly come our way
Sexual sarcasm,
Leads to morning sexual playfulness
Leads to morning sexual playfulness
Spent voice suddenly plea,
Don't let me go,
Make me come,
Make me come,
As mock sexual play turns to urgent need
Dark shadows hide the silky curves of her soft flesh skeleton,
While the crack of dawn, hide behind the darkness of the coming storm,
Wind howl seems far away in the distance,
As her streaming cries drown out the approaching quiet storm warnings
Arbitrary,
Visionary,
Missionary,
Give up her sweet pink cherry,
As his buttocks hump up and down as if they had the wings of a fairy,
Thrusting his ample sample,
Up and down the darkness of her fiduciary
Deeper,
Steeper,
He buries his hard righteousness inside her tight blanketing comfort,
Slow lethargic strokes,
Slowly seduce her sexual need,
While thick creamy thighs spread wider to satisfy her budding greed,
Of needing to feel his fiery hot seed,
Spew feed,
Deep into her hot trust
Back hump,
Hips bump,
Butt crack deepens,
Orgasmic will weaken
Not heard is the storm forceful coming,
That rattles the house rafters,
As his inner storm come hard inside the comforting blanket of her pink sanctuary,
So hard, it rattles the frame of the bed,
Chasing away the blues,
Of another Monday morning,
With amatory sounds of:
Monday moaning...
(C) 1ManView
