Turning Point

Grip onto me tightly; Use all your strength,

Release me from your rapture; As you tear to the sheets,

Suspend your arms up above; While gripping to the headboard,

Tug on your hair; Fighting to hold back,

Claw into my flesh; Scratching up my body,

Bite on my chest; Throughout the time I hit that spot,

Clich your thighs; Feeling me deeper inside,

Pull me in closer; To have us compressed,

My pelvis stimulating; Your throbbing aroused clit,

Locking your legs around my waist; Keeping me right there,

Panting a little louder; Moving alot faster,

Arching back fending me off; Exploding with such force,

I want to bask in your emotions; Be turned on by your vivication,

Drenched by your climaxing; Work you harder for more...