Wild curls twining to the nape of her neck

Head infected with a virus like Symantec

Silky smooth skin pauses at the slope of her brow

As my thoughts pause, I want to regain balance but don’t know how

To get next to her... her style and grace

Sensitivity and intellect, not just a pretty face

I smile inside when her brow wrinkles in consternation

All the while I slide further down in self-contemplation

Am I good enough to loose myself in her brown eyes?

Can I react the way she needs for me to when she cries?

Following my way down her face past the tip of her nose

Amazed by the radiance of her face and the way it flows

Now I’m down, circling the round softness of her lips

Imagining how it will sound as her sweet whisper slips

Loving the tickle in my belly as I slip past her chin

The tickle runs up my spine and I have to grin

Because I’ve now reached the sultry slope of her shoulder

Her beauty radiates such warmth that the distance seems colder

Down her back skimming slowly along her shoulder blades

Like walking between two mountains, looking down at the glades

My mind began to wander as I caressed her lower back

She moans softly because I’ve studied her and now have the knack

Two cheeks rounded and blush like the halves of a ripe peach

Through firm sides and smooth hills, I move to the breach

Slow hand circles spin the width of her tawny thighs

Lightly brushing the outer lips of her feminine prize

Thumb and forefinger move the length of her calf

Slightly ticklish, she giggles, holds it back, then laughs

I turn her over, deeply massaging the balls of her feet

Smiling, considering the wants of her will which I’ll entreat

Joining my hands in their, up ‘til now, tentative exploration

My tongue takes in her taste as her lips part with the new sensation

I close my eyes and work my way up by feel and taste alone

I encroach upon her thighs, the air stirs and seethes with her moan

She writhes her hips and undulates while licking her lips

Pressing her thighs to my ears, her body vibrates to her fingertips

Orgasm subsides with intermittent spasms shaking her stomach

She smiles and sighs, and I comment on the hardness rising as a rock

Noticing, she looks to my eyes, reaches between my thighs and glides

me to a world of velvet softness

She helps me reach a higher plateau by calling out my name and begging

me to never stop this

Scratching her nails against my back while I taste her nipples

She tightens and loosens around me, body moving in waves and ripples

Legs wrapping tightly around me, her lips tighten with excitement

Thrusting me deeply inside her, knowing that I hardly need enticement

Jaw clenching tightly, expounding her temples

Raw tensing to relieved restraint in her silken genitals

I feel the pressure building to a culmination of ecstasy

Unreal the pleasure forthcoming and tightening throughout all of me

She feels the change in my ever-pounding rhythm

Jamie licks her lips and wraps my tip to take in the jism

Only halfway though, with the rest she spreads the sheen of a wet

gleam to her hair

So you see, she and me expounding ecstasy and the invasion of Jamie’s velvet lair

-David "Dingo" Bleecher