Erotic Poetry: Sex With A Curl

Sex With A Curl

Sex With A Curl

She's got redness in her hair
Not too much for me to unfurl
A loving graceful sweep of her arm against my hair
She's got wisdom in her eyes
And a wonderful disguise
That hides her wetness in her throat
When I come near
And I do find that she does smell me
With her hearing
And hear me with her lips
As I venture forth to kiss her
She does squeal and push her hips
And she is needing and she is wanting to be licked
Somewhere
Where it is she won't say
But she does wonder and does sway
And I dive forward
And dive downward
Down below
And it is there that i do find
Her belly taut and firm and fine
And I do tongue her
And trace her with my nails
And then she squeals with wanton glee
Says bend me
And take me
And i force her
And take her from behind...