The tip of a finger

How it does linger

On a patch of skin

Soft willowy like the wind

I taste a taunt nipple

So ripe and supple

My body rumbles

My resistance crumbles

My tongue takes a trek

Along her slender neck

My mind heated ready

My cock hard and steady

There's no defense

As I give up the pretense

And ram in hard

Pushing deep I start

A perfect scenario

Our moans in stereo

As we climax together

Love our final endeavor

Ethan Radcliff© 2016