"your turn"
c.2001, Miriam M. Wynnyour turn,
to fill me with a throb of rhythm,
a kiss,
to fill me with all your sweaty bliss,
your words in my ear lyrics
as graphic as your hungry touch;
your selfish cock a tongue that licks
and snuffles against the part of my ass,
my skin alive and burning with your touch,
your fingers tracing, your sex pressing
against the small of my back, my hips, my lips,
seeking, breathless, for a home.your turn,
to give me bass, slow deep percussion;
your turn, to set your rhythm,
and I値l succumb to it, squirming and without a care;
I値l even let you spank me into wet submission,
and hot as an oven beneath your cupped hand
my little pussy will loudly weep for you,
the petaled mouth between my legs welling up with juices
in anticipation, in thirst, for your persistent beat,
for those fingers, that tongue, those lips, that cock.drive me crazy, tease me,
play, roll inside my darkest tunnels and
bring me as close as you can to it;
then recede, and refill, make me hot and loose with begging,
with a slow smack from behind of slip and slide,
with a building screw in search of everything I've got inside;
hit the wall you told me stories about,
hit the nerve to make me lose it,
screaming like a cat in heat as you squeeze into me
digging deep down into my well for nirvana,
until I split, until the only thing I know is this,
you inside me rough, deep,
more, please --all I want is to be on fire beneath you, against you,
feeling the grind of your teeth, the heat of your mouth,
the syrup from your tongue filling me
with all the hot words you hold back inside you;
you tracing those words along the back of my neck,
to brand me, sting me darkly, wetly,
and with each sweet twist and pull of your cock
spreading me out wider, further, deeper for you on my knees;all I want, oh all I want,
is for it to be your turn,
for you to fill me with your desire until I知 breaking, until I知 mindless,
until all that痴 left is conquered flesh exhausted in the darkness;all I want, all I need,
is to overtake heaven greedily and frequently,
and for every turn of yours my darling,
there値l be a sweet, hot turn of mine.