Feeling sexy 

At home fresh out the shower

You’re on your way here

Jamming to these slow songs  

Meeting you at the door in a towel. 

Water dripping off my hair. 

Pulling you in & scooping you up. 

Your clothes on the floor 

Your backs on the door

I’m on my knees 

Your legs on my shoulder burying my tongue inside you. 

Feeling you dripping down my chin.

Your hands in my hair

You taste amazing. 

Lifting you higher 

Sliding inside you.  

Gripping your hips & you’re biting my neck. 

You feel soft & smelling like vanilla. 

Nails in my back. 

Kissing you deep & holding you close. 

These jams match my stroke. 

Your grip getting tighter
Closer you get to the edge 

Plunging over

Cumming everywhere.  

The music ends. Your lyft arrives. Your clothes are on. 

The only evidence of tonight is bites, bruises, scratches & magnum wrappers. 


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