Fingers Fucking You

Your warm wet warmth feels so nice,

As my fingers probe to your delight.

Slowly teasing your arousal higher,

Adding fuel to your engines fire.

Pushing deep, stroking walls,

Lifting up to your g spot’s call.

Now your ready, your need is true,

Faster, harder, fingers fucking you.

Thrusting in like a Jack hammer,

You try to talk but words just stammer.

Until it happens, I feel the gush,

Your orgasm sparks that most delightful rush.

My wrist you grasp pulling fingers free,

You suck them hard, licking greedily.

A devilish smile appears upon your mouth,

And without a word you push my head south.

Iniquity’s House

I close my eyes and remember the feeling.

Your lips wrapped my cock whilst straddling my face kneeling.

My tongue lapped up along your wet slit.

My finger in your arse as I sucked swollen clit.

Your head bobbed up and down and you choked on my cock.

As I fingered you hard, my hand violently fucked.

And there we both came using hands and mouths.

We came fucking hard, in iniquity’s house.

Drained

You’ll slip those little knickers off,

Let them drop down to the floor.

You’ll come and snuggle up with me,

Let me feel your soft skin’s warmth.

I’ll gently stroke over your moistening clit,

I’ll tease you and you’ll moan.

And as I slip my fingers in,

You’ll growl a wanting groan.

We’ll lie like this for hours my love,

You’ll come over and over again.

We’ll pet heavier than ever before,

And I’ll leave you contentedly drained.