Love Making
The soft gentle breeze,
the nights warm sky,
our bodies entwined,
amongst all the trees.
Your soft gentle kiss,
along my thigh,
makes my body temperature rise.
Moving up my thigh,
your tongue does slide,
until it reaches the juices
that are flowing inside.
Your soft gentle kiss,
moves along my stomach,
up to my breast.
You fondle them slowly,
and suckle them gently.
Slowly I feel something,
penetrating me deeply.
It feels so good and
feels so right.
My heart is racing,
while you keep penetrating.
The love we are making,
can not be called faking.
The temperature has risen
and I am going to cum.
Sweat pouring down
and here you cum.
Time for a break,
as we move on to round 2.
the nights warm sky,
our bodies entwined,
amongst all the trees.
Your soft gentle kiss,
along my thigh,
makes my body temperature rise.
Moving up my thigh,
your tongue does slide,
until it reaches the juices
that are flowing inside.
Your soft gentle kiss,
moves along my stomach,
up to my breast.
You fondle them slowly,
and suckle them gently.
Slowly I feel something,
penetrating me deeply.
It feels so good and
feels so right.
My heart is racing,
while you keep penetrating.
The love we are making,
can not be called faking.
The temperature has risen
and I am going to cum.
Sweat pouring down
and here you cum.
Time for a break,
as we move on to round 2.
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