Sheets softer than Egyptian cotton
Her eyes read my mind...
Bounded my hands, blindfolded my sight,
Making love, unable to move-
Hard mouth kisses is how it began-
Tongue encircling my neck
Giving my body tingles in the right places
Hands played with my breasts
Squezzing them gently
Flicking the nipples as her hands
And mouth worked in unison-
My legs started kicking,
Oh, how much I wished to see-
I wanted to hold her body close
Our breasts touching endlessly
Her travel is coming close to my rose
Dripping with dew-
Slowly she pulled the pedals away
Dipping her hands into the honey-pot
Tasting my offering and entering
Two fingers into my cavern...
I started coming h o m e
Pecked to Death offers a refreshing perspective on managing the chaos of everyday life, encouraging you to take control and prioritize what truly matters.
Ron