pictures filling my mind
Are of bodies meeting
The bump and the grind
Of comfortable seating
With you buried deep
Hot wet and steamy
A quivering heap
Of pleasure so dreamy
I am under a spell
With sharp waves of pleasure
Its almost hell
As my pulsating treasure
Gives off those waves
Your manhood fills me
Piercing like staves
Taking me higher
Needing to scream
Binding me eager
Holding my dream
Moving much faster
We are flying high
Contracting my master
Touching the sky