In a rush of lust, we race to your room.Our bodies sweating in the late afternoon.Your bed kingsized, for two fine queens.Your eyes of hunger, two lust filled beams.Our clothes lay tangled on the carpet floor,Our bodies pressed tight, hungry for more.Your intentions clear, your lips find mine.Your voice a whisper, husky and raw.Leaning down to my mouth, your tongue searching out,My hands on your ass, my lips in a pout.You...