A Taste of Flesh–Lust Lives On

I love the smell,
Of pussy,
On my cock,
The morning after,
A sweet embrace.
I don’t shower,
The next day,
The scent provides,
A sweet reminder.

A mouthful of pussy;
A handful of arse.
I’ll get her juices,
Overflowing.
She’ll be mine tonight.
The chew toy,
For this dirty dog!

On hands and knees,
Face down,
Arse up,
That’s the only way,
To fuck!

Hands wander.
Lips do too.
Bare skin,
On bare skin.
No latex layer,
To kill this passion.

No holding back.
I pull her closer,
Hold myself in,
And let my,
Liquid love,
Flow through her.

This is familiar,
Yet somehow new.