There once was a FriskyFlower.
He has a specific power.
He shows me his meat.
It feels oh so sweet,
And he makes me scream for hours.

This Flower was quite a surprise,
When he held my smoldering eyes.
He’d lift up my feet
And bite on my seat.
So cruel, that the time always flies.

FriskyFlower was so adept.
My flower would always accept.
That lick felt so good,
He sucked that hot hood.
The bite on my clit… I just leapt!

The treatment offered, quite royal.
My blood was starting to boil.
I was so ready,
My hips thrust up steady,
My juices flowed like sweet oil.

The hunger grew deep in my core.
I could not help but want more.
I bit his hard chest,
Pushed him back for a rest,
Then proceeded to coax his roar.

Our passion was turning to fight.
This lust was becoming a sight.
His body was fire,
I felt the desire.
My mouth on his cock; he took flight.

His hard dick behind me, I need.
I enjoy the thrusting, hot feed.
His hips bucking hard,
In my luscious backyard.
My pussy to take his thick seed.

Our passion's excitingly wild,
To think that it started quite mild.
Our eyes in the mirror,
As if to see clearer,
I was completely beguiled.

The battle is somewhat hard won.
My body and his become one.
The slap of our skin,
I feel it within.
The tremors of synchronous cum.

Writhing and panting - A wreck!
I felt that hot kiss on my neck.
My body just melted,
More than I expected.
He caused the desired effect.

Caressing in dying twilight.
As day submits to dark night.
We lie in the bed,
His chest holds my head.
Legs tangled and bodies wrapped tight.