Yes

I find it hard to meet your gaze
With your cock pumping in and out of me
It's like that old shyness the first time we touched, that awkward kiss
I feel you pulsate, warm and alive
Thrusting, plunging your soul in me
I like the feeling of closeness
You like the ejaculation
It's a fair trade
Hot on your cheek I rest like a hair
and you swell and leap inside me
Wildly thrashing our passion together
Fruits of our love.