Thunderstorms
Mourning thunder booms
Thru my eardrums shaking
My bed nd I arise wit
A hunger for some milk chocolate
Mixing with my peanut butta skin
Lightening crackles like thousands
Of little whips lashing across
My bare skin as it danced
Amongst the nite sky igniting
My whole bodily currents
Setting my inner core on fire
Sending nymphomania appetites
Of pure pleasure nd pain up nd
Down, up nd down my spine
Once more your very hot wetted
Salacious kisses soothes me as your
Tongue traipse on my BBW curves
Then filtering my inner sanctum
Wit incoherent whispers fueling
Flames of heat that's stroking,
Throbbing nd pulsating like waves
In my hot watery tunnel begging
To be licked ,sucked ,fingered nd
Fucked all at the same time
While prying eyes watched
Mmmmmmm fuck.
I don't think you know quite
Yet what that booming & roaring
Sounds does to me so early
In the mourning it's my
Weakness the aphrodisiac
To my system
Damnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!