by David Cain

We made a plan
For later
To indulge our taste
For wickedness

In fleshy form
To taste the thrill
In nakedness sliding
Smoothly over nakedness

Excitement itself
Forming excitement
Six hands reaching
To grab and to hold
And to squeeze

The last drops
As her breast bared

Seize our attention
Nipples erect
Arousing aroused

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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