erect, and dusky red.
Massaging my hand
rounded breast s…
imagining you instead.
slick wetness between my thighs;
my other hand exploring;
from throat;..my pleasured sighs.
i smell your skin…
and feel your thrust;
at this heated, tortured height..
i’ll fuck with you tonight.
►Erotica: Woman of poems | Arterotica: Samarel