Losing it
Her darkish skin glistens with the sweat of labour
She never expected to have immense pleasure
The rubbing of bodies was discovered treasure
Amidst awakening of different flavour
He was gentle lover, caressing all her curves
To please all her senses and lighten the tension
A burst of wild laughter to deflect attention
As the release comes quick to please her fragile nerves
Knowing that her partner just climaxed in her womb
The chase for her first time begins with a rubbing
As the pressure on knob, with his fingers scrubbing
As she moans her dear god, her unruly costume
The white sheets are bloodied but no regrets in mind
As the experience was worth immoral find