Fingers tracing parts,
parts being caressed...
Legs wrapped and tangled,
my hair tickling your chest...
Hands interlaced,
palms meeting to brace...
thighs touching sensually,
while we try to maintain our pace...
We switch without a hitch,
and my backside is just below your navel...
Your thumb glides over my spine,
you feel my skin softer than sable...
Your strong hands holding my shoulders,
the feeling is getting intense...
My legs begin to tremble
as I try to hold you in suspense...
The rush of your hands,
to hastily find a spot,
you grab hold of my breast to keep your pace on lock...
Your love flows free
your body goes limps on me...
My body curls into yours
as we...slowly...try...to...breathe.
