NeekThaPoet

We just did a marathon, but we didn't use our feet. Just one sultry kiss and we ignited the heat. Legs entwined on a bed of satin Sheets. Engrossed with love making for hours. Holding my climax hostage with your sword because it has the power. Bumping and grinding until I've given you every petal on my internal flower. Arching my back as I place scratches on yours. Losing count of how many times I came, I believe I stopped around three or four. Im so hot I  just need you to douse this flame. We just did a marathon of sex. To hot for Tv because it's rated X. Nowhere near the pages of any book because of the steamy subject. It still makes me want you when I sit back and reflect.

I have a dirty little secret that I'm holding deep inside my core. When I'm found out, some may call me a dirty little whore. You see, I am seeing someone other than my spouse. He comes to play whenever I am alone in the house. He knows how to push the right buttons to get me where I need to be. He's always right there willing and ready to please me. No strings attached when he makes love to me. Whenever he touches me, I just anticipate the heat. Arching my back when I am closer to eruption. Holding on tightly as though my hands are made out of suctions. We have a bond that nobody will be able to comprehend. Damn, I think I'm in love with my Battery Operated Boyfriend!