All red she wore from head to toe.
Soft music…
Candle lit…
That night we were to make fire.
From the shower to the dresser,
From the chair to the wall,
From the floor to the bed.

Caramel skin,
Sexy brown eyes,
Warm water ran down her thighs.
Slowly I rose thick and hard
As I began to touch her.
Her luscious lips met with mine.
She left a sweet taste of cherries in my mouth, and I irked for more.

An envy went straight down my
Back and I pulled her closer.
Caressing her body, all hard curves,
From her soft round apple bottom to her
Full cup breast.

All red she wore from head
To toe, until heat rose out of our bodies,
To realize all the salacious
Thoughts,
Brought up by our temptations.

Tempted to arouse her wants,
Her fantasies, her beating heart,
So ours made one beat.
We rocked back in forth in
Missionary, fighting up a war,
Ready to explode.

“Oh papi” was all I heard,
As I sink back in between her legs.
Her fingernails sinked into
My strong black back and her legs
Locked in around my waist
… Tightened,
Waiting for a load to penetrate deeper than she can hold.

My veins opened wider, my
Manhood grew thicker.
I felt the heat from her inside,
Busting through her wide open lungs screaming out my name.


.... I released.