More than just bed

I love the line your suspenders take,
Framing your arse along with nets.
That fall away along the longest legs,
The kind that’d make any man beg.

You look over, toned, tattooed shoulder,
Narrowing eyes to a look that smoulders.
A look that says you need your Beast,
A look that invites him to grasp his treat.

So on cue he does just that,
He spins you around your arse he slaps.
Before grabbing two handfuls to squeeze,
And forcing a kiss to weaken your knees.

Tongues entwine, lust blood flows,
Cunt moistened, cock grows.
Hard now clamped between your thighs,
Throbbing in need, a need to be inside.

So Beauty you’re lifted to perch tables edge,
As I hold and pierce you with just my head.
A sigh, a groan, happy but needing more.
Net clad legs wrap, to pull in all.

Fingers caress flat belly and breasts,
Cock slips in and out, you’re oh so wet.
Grasping my hands to squeeze your tits,
Taking me in, rotating hips.

Finding a pace that brings pure pleasure,
I whisper the words “I want this forever!”
Eyes wide, meeting mine,
As both us lovers near that time.

Then letting go, you cry out and swoon,
Cumming with me as I fill your womb.
Hot streaks of passion thoroughly doused,
By fluids gushing, lust let out.

Not withdrawn, I pull you up to my lips,
I give you my love a tender kiss.
Before lifting you off the tables edge,
I carry you to a night of more than just bed.

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