Summer Bliss
By Baron Mynd.
Her room is lit,
By the glorious glow the moon emits ..
.. adding a certain sense of ecstacy; Im consumed in bliss.
Soon we kiss,
Her prudent lips, fuel my lust ..
.. heightening the sexual chemistry between the two of us.
I duly thrust,
My phallus into her vaginas depths ..
.. and she builds up quite a sweat,
while she's under my duress.
My tongue applies direct -
attention to her strikeing breasts ..
.. as it's carried over,
Her nipples and 'round the areola.
Below the sheets,
She shows her freak-ish side that could go for weeks.
So petite,
That as I dove in deep, I provoked a sweet ..
.. groan as she,
Climaxed from several hours of postponed relief.
Before I go to sleep, - The mandatry spoonin' -
I hug her and kiss her ..
.. But what I failed to mention is,
We're brother and sister.
"Goodnight, Summer .."