In the sweltering Indian heat,
In his bungalow room where they’d meet,
They made mad, torrid love,
The fan whirling above,
Their sweat soaking the thin cotton sheet.
Tag: sweat
Hot and sweaty
Wet
If your date should break into a sweat,
You can bet that her fanny is wet.
Make the most of your chance,
And slip out of your pants:
There’s no telling how far you might get!
Urge
As the cook kneaded dough for his pasta,
Being watched by her lecherous master,
Her dress became wet
With her sweet-smelling sweat,
As he urged her to knead his dough faster!
Pretty slick
“Fuck!” she thought… “Just how good does it get?”
They’d just kissed… her young pussy was wet…
In a minute, not more,
There she was, on the floor,
Being fucked in a lather of sweat!
Bon vivant
Panting, dripping with sweat, her breasts heave.
God! Such stamina! Hard to believe!
She’s exhausted strong men;
Pausing, now and again,
For more bubbly. Such damn joie de vivre!
Juice
Her dress clinging, sweat-soaked in the heat,
As she sways and gyrates to the beat,
Sultry queen of the tango,
Cunt sweet as a mango,
To fuck, or just smell, or to eat!
Good, wholesome fun
This way, that way, for over an hour,
Her sweat mixed with butter and flour,
And oil, and eggs,
Semen too, down her legs.
Should they eat now, or after a shower?
Whiffy
Just sixteen, her libido emergent;
Desires distressing and urgent,
Cunt constantly wet,
Pungent, muskier sweat.
Memo: Buy stronger laundry detergent.
Humidy and tumidity
He watched, hidden; a perfumed mist swathed
Him and her both, like sweat, as she bathed.
He did things, in his mind,
Of the nastiest kind.
She emerged, nonetheless, quite unscathed!