Disposition.
She spent the day traveling her thoughts
Waiting to taste his lips and lick every cylinder of his anatomy
Guiding her into joint passions
She's been a sex slave in meditation
Ready to evacuate the retrospect
Her womanly powers will dominate
Every masculine pulse his virility beats
Warm.
Floating on sun drifts
The rays tingled the core of her womanly gateways
Goosebumps faded as her shades of melanin glowed
Flushed with rising temperatures moisture slowed the drought
Wet.
Soaked in the waters
Raging calmly with fingers dipping into the dampness
Swallowing from her tongues anticipation for exchanged rhythmic tastes
The sultry demands were increasing
With every dip into the lap for oral decadence
The synergetic composition between the two
Brought uncharted adventures beyond fantasy
Ready.
Awaiting the entry
Eyes shut
He inched his way in unknowing of his lovers limits
Desires danced from daydreams
Her nipples pearled anticipating suction
Hardened at the clitoris
Mental arousal tore away the shackles of restrictions
A ride awaited deploring synchronized motions
For every six there was a nine exchanged
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