Feeling your hot breath upon my skin,
As my breath comes in gasps, your lips suck my nipple in.
Arousing tugs makes me quake,
As suddenly your teeth against my erect bud rakes.
As pain and pleasure fans the fire,
You take control and command my desire.
You never let me forget that you are the man,
That joy and pain are rendered at your hand.
Maleness and femininity tango throughout the night,
Each demanding dominance, each relishing the fight.
The aroma of virility and aroused musk,
Fills the room as each Gladiator matches the other thrust for thrust.
Battle cries are guttural moans and sighs,
While sweating, tangled bodies strive for sexual highs.
Pushing ever pushing to dance on ecstasy's brink.
While delving ever deeper in to love's grotto, you sink.
You are buried into my body, it is your tomb,
As your desire is reborn within my womb.
My ardent kisses, slowly steal your breath,
As our bodies expire within orgasm's sweet death.
Oh my, Lisa, if there were a category for erotic, you would win the prize for this poem. All I can say is hot! And Ed's reaction is a testament to that! ~ Sara
The Matchmaker:
Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage
Audrey and Sue, both 42, took a trip to England completely paid for by Audrey's cheating millionaire boyfriend. “Cougar” describes older women on the prowl for much younger men, and although they didn't begin the trip on the prowl, somehow they bec
Blessings my friend,
Joyce B.
hugs
Fee
-gene.
John
Have to release some of my own passion
To do so some lotion and a great deal of palm action...e