waterfalls

she looked at him

with fire in her eyes.

not the red devil

flame 

showcasing 

timid ordinary lust,

but a blistering blue

that seared 

the inner edges

of his want.

she straddled 

with a skill

learned from years 

in the making.

this moment 

would shatter his libido

and even though

he was used to her flow

there'd be no out,

nowhere for him to go.

the plan was daring...

but not so much

as the night 

they considered sharing.

inch by inch

she took him in

savoring the girth

while he moaned,

for all it was worth.

a nice steady pace to start the show

then a slow shift 

into turbo

and away she goes.

pumping and grinding

like a hydraulic jack

but paying close attention

to the sensitivity

of his sack.

follow the bouncing balls

to the sugary walls

which clench and drench

with hot magma

that sprays like water

as he holds her by the waist.

an arched back

and sighs that pierce

like musical daggers,

bring down more

of the creamy elixir

they had been chasing.

a steady stream 

 soaks the bed

as she slowly climbs down

to use her head.

she had always wanted to do it

and he said there was nothing to it.

this time

she had taken 

her time 

because the other times

just weren't 

the right time.

she was in control

and that made the difference.

looking up at him,

she smiled

and used her tongue.

there would now 

be more encounters like this

and they can all end

in soaking bliss.