Strolling through the movement of a predicted turn
In the sweet springtime a flushed expression primes
There’s a cue to be kissed upon
Eyes light up to the bewilderment
Playful flirtation, the way young lovers do
Cherry lipstick stains upon his body
Falling softly upon the bed, articles of clothing removed
She sinfully smirked like a minx
Placing a hand on her new muse of pleasure
Heat emitting from being stroked meticulously
Using her...