by Thomas E. Rowley
(5/30/01)
Christmas Eve.
We went for a dinner at a bed and breakfast.
We went upstairs.
To bed.
Clothes trailed from the door to the bedroom.
Hers.
Mine.
Fingers grabbed and clutched.
Hand on cock.
Fingers in pussy.
Hard.
Wet.
Mouths on breasts.
Tits hard.
White and black skin entwined.
Moonlit.
Standing entwined.
Sliding over onto the bed.
Among quilts and pillows.
Sitting.
Eyes flashing.
Cock straining.
Wet with desire.
Pussy dripping.
Wet with desire.
White cock parting black lips.
The head entering.
A red tip against red lips.
A white shaft enveloped.
Sliding in.
Inch by Inch.
Puckered lips.
Glistening.
Sighs.
Moans.
The primitive dance.
Contrast of white against black.
Pubic hairs mingling.
Twisting.
Dewy with her.
Bites.
Kisses.
Rocking.
Slap of flesh.
Sweat.
Groans.
Fuck me
Fuck me
Come now
Oh god
Surges.
Spasms.
Come together.
Slap of flesh.
Push.
Grind of pubic bones.
Heaving.
Grunting.
Holding on.
Groans.
Sighs.
Sensitive.
Afterglow.
Dress and go.
Well fucked.
