The realm envelops with a warm embrace,
senses tingle in the raptured space.
Heightened by a sensual soundtrack,
reverb roaming rhythmically — digits down your back.
A menage a trois brewing,
you, me and the tempo stewing,
clothes pealed with hearts revealed,
frequencies transcend, while dimensions bend.
The bass resounds as the drums pound,
and now the lead exceeds with carnal deeds,
licking and lashing, nipple thrashing,
curves and swerves, attentive and perverse.
Slink with a kink, seeking the pink,
sonic bliss within a primal kiss,
lips to clit, lickity split.
My tongue dancing to the beat,
playing an instrument so sweet,
riding waves, vibrating, coalescing,
souls undressing, raw and penetrating.
Crescendo blending innuendo,
passion infused unsubdued,
melodic journeys filled with yearning,
squirming, breathless and churning.
Lyrics weave within the context,
as muscles soothe and flex,
inhaling, savoring your essence of sex.
Stimulating glands, pulsating bands,
succumbing to my mouth and hands,
moans and groans set the tone,
time to bone — bring it home!
Our sultry flow, a rippling roll,
pacing, tracing, wiggling, jiggling,
intensity surging, orgasmic purging,
thrusting, lusting for this sensation to last!
That blast, cosmic gas — our ascension enhanced,
empowered from this righteous bask,
the slither doesn’t wither, gliding that high…
as caressing fingers linger along sticky spots still hot.
While our harmonic cascades shade,
the amped…
