Prey

How you have so much heat i know not,

but i know i flame you up, i do.

With all clothes on, i make you see my insides

with no movement of yours i can feel you; 

on my bosom, my back, my mouth, your breath on my ear,

my thighs, my wet lips.

I feel you pull my hair, as you smack my stiff behind, pounding.

The lust monster wakes me, bakes me, soaks me with his luscious fall.

Drape me with it, the milk of your lust.
Cover me with nothing but you.
Feel me drip as i do now.
Writing my creamy day dreams to you.

groping thoughts

you have a way with your words - and with your lips
you say much too much, and do grueling well at it
but with all your lust some sweetness i sense
fuck that bitch i want your thirst and thrust
you show me glimpses of love in wraps,
you do
that works fine as wine, and makes me groove