She stiffened
When I slip my pompous phallus
Behind her
She was half dressed
We both were getting late for the party
But I had to give her my deliverance
For teasing me
When she rubbed her pantie
In her musky forest
And threw it on me
I grabbed her from behind
Pushing her on the edge of the desk
I penetrated
It hurt
For she was tight
But the pleasure of her clitoris
Cradling my phallus
Was overwhelming
She arched
Matching my rhythm
Gyrating her buttocks
As I kept thrusting
Till I claim her flesh
Till she's sore
Chanting my name.
©LR
Even in that rush, one has to quickly kneel to directly nose the musky forest. How can one resist after the whiff off the panty.
ReplyDeleteIt's a carnal sin to not appreciate every inch of the woman and so I would hold the lush hair in a bun, while showing kisses on the neck while my phallus explores the inner depths.