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
Maybe

Turning over
again and over again
Trying to find
the treasure
Within
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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