I lean my head backwards in pleasure
Eyes half-closed longing, wondering-
what is he going to do next!?
One bold hand searches for the key to his treasure
Obviously we're both looking for some sex.
If I'm kissing these very intense lips-
which are slowly licking their way to my neck;
Then they must have known how to flatter
While he places his hand on my breasts
And the other now keeps hold of
my sneaky hands above my head
He puts pressure over my body; makes me moan
It feels good. It feels nice.
Does the feeling make it justified?
We don't love eachother
We don't know eachother
We don't want anything except for pure pleasure.
So here we stand
against a wall
Giving eachother our sweaty bodies
And enjoying it all...