When she straddled me
I could feel her fire
All that lay buried in her volcanic core
For years
As I clasped her breasts
To feel their tenderness
I was aghast at their incandescence
Her entire being was a raging inferno
Searing my being
I watch her open eyed
As she rode herself to victory
Defeated I lay beside her
Smiling...
For she chose me
Over others
For her orgasmic liberation.
©LR
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