She came

The wind blew softly on her skin, so soft
She moaned and breathed in deep, and how
Her breasts rose up and formed a vale
Of light and shadow tipped with snow.
And as she felt the gentle touch, below
Of something writhing round, and round
The corners of her deep desire
So hard, engorged like ne’er before.
Involuntarily she moved, towards
The centre of his touch, and gasped
As once again he flicked around.
His tongue so fast then slow, so moist
Inside her drove her wild with lust, until
She felt the rising in that mound
Of pleasure building faster still.
She moaned quite loudly, stroking there
Amongst her naked pubic hair, she moaned
As near her rising Etna came.
So near, so near her breath so fast.
Her breasts were rouged in pleasures then
Her mons afire with unleashed lust
And finally her body shook, and waves
Of pleasure engulfed her torso.
She lay relaxed and so complete, until
She felt him rise up over her, she felt
His hardness on her there and pressing
Urgent between her legs.
His manhood slowly entered her, and inch
By inch her slid inside, and stretched
Her wide and deep and hot
He took her hard and fast.
He rutted into her, she felt
Her passion rise again in time, and then
He pushed so deep he almost burst
Her pulsing, soaking aching cave.
He shouted out as he exploded, and she
Screamed to give reply, in time
They joined as one machine
His love mixed in to her juices.
They lay like that for hours!