As she is pleased

A finger running over the bare planes of her back
And her breathing resonates
my touch
I feel her
She wants more of this
the finger goes back to the start

A whisper in the ear
Neck wet drenched in lust
and her asunder
restless breathing
She was about to die

Turning over
again and over again
Trying to find
the treasure
A touch at a time

As I grab her hairs
touch her vigorously
I check her like a policeman
inspecting a thief
She enjoys it
let’s me proceed

her Eyes telling to not stop
Hands tearing the sheet
The bed is feeling the pleasure
As she is pleased

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