She swung back her head in exhilaration 

When I made her sit on top of me

As posed on the chair

With my erect member

She wasn't wet 

But I wanted to feel her bare

My turgid flesh

Charring her senses

I cradled her waist

And made her groove

Sometimes in circular motion 

Sometimes in amorous rhythm

Gradually her juices started trickling

On my balls and legs

I knew she was on the verge of cuming

I carried her in my arms

And put her on the edge of the bed

Sitting beneath her

Like an ardent devotee 

I gulped every drop of her offering. 

©LR