Wet ... Sensual poem....

Sir body shifted behind mine

Blinding my sight of him

My body stiffened from the urge of anticipation

Suddenly I felt him along side of me

Almost in my left eye front view

His body didn't move

His voice didn't speak

He just stood there straight and tall

Letting the silence inside the room hold my attention

Seduce my thoughts 

Finally an outreach hand caressed the small of my back

Gingerly eased around the roundness of my ass

Then slowly back again

The second time was more surreal than the first

A caress so soft it was lighter than a feather,

But this time he followed through with a firm grip on my backside

That enticed a low moan to escape past parted lips

Again and again his hand caressed my backside

Causing my back to arch

Lungs refusal to breathe

The making of goose bumps that swarmed bidirectional across my flesh

While wet urge flooded the inside of my womb

That leaked past the puffy swell of my folds

Instantly dampening the center of my black thongs 

(c) 1ManView