Rain Against My Frame

feeling rain against my nipples
lips suckling its tautness,
sending quivering ripples;
up and down my spine

hardness caresses tenderly
behind; a slow grind blows my
mind, every time you slip and
slide

I glide, you ride; my sexy
hide, I'm not shy give it to me
deeply; you lead and I'll guide
you into lubricious seas of
effluency

tasting the sweetness of me
coated upon your delicacy,
desirously