Oxytocin:

Soaking wet, drenched
Wet through
Shower sex incredible
Rain down on me
I adore how the water
Runs across your skin
Niagara
Yet clinging to you
Caressing each and every contour
No part is left untouched
Drawing me a map
My hands they follow lovingly
Resistance non-existent
You spread your legs
Welcoming
Two fingers penetrate
Head back and moaning
Breast pert nipples hard
Your loving it
And the water flows on
You grasp my cock
Both hands fully engaged
We kiss our tongues articulate
Passion and lust
It percolates
I push you to the glass
It’s cold and exhilarating
I know the direction of travel
Your hands
Positioning my rooster
For penetration
You lift your leg
The hen house ready and waiting
Surprise surprise I’m in
You gasp deliciously
What a sound that is
And the water it flows on
Eye-to-eye contact
I watch the pleasure build
Nothing is more bewitching
I am captivated by this moment
And turn you round
Your anticipation glorious
Position one hundred and forty
The Kama Sutra I know it backwards
She’s no dog but I’m pounding her
Like waves crashing on a sea wall
Music to my hears
High tide reached
Coordinated orgasms
We are tripping on
Oxytocin

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©Warren Mace, A.k.a ©the Luv Sexy Poet™🥂

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