On the maid’s lip small sweat droplets beaded,
Her winks and her pouts gone unheeded;
“At least have a look!”
She exclaimed to the cook,
As she offered her breasts to be kneaded.
Tag: sweat
Nitty-gritty
With her eyes closed and tight-gritted teeth,
Breathless, sweating, she writhed underneath;
He rolled, wobbled and heaved,
And she, somewhat aggrieved,
Hissed “My God! You’re tho fucking obethe!
Ground to a halt
Naked, sweating, they grapple and wrestle;
Loins grind like a mortar and pestle,
Hearts pound in their chests,
Hot sweat drips from her breasts,
Where, exhausted and spent, he’ll soon nestle.
Sensual woman
She smelled spicy, and musky, and sweet;
Enough fat, enough succulent meat;
Slightly gamey to taste;
With some oil to baste,
Good enough, salty-sweated, to eat!
Fireglow
They were fucking in front of the fire;
The warmth made them flush and perspire.
Their bellies were wet,
Slick with each other’s sweat:
With each thrust, he slapped into her higher.
Tour de force
She had breasts best described as pneumatic,
Her love-making quite acrobatic;
Her firm buttocks clenched,
Panting, moaning, sweat-drenched,
Till she came in a manner ecstatic!
Unbearable lightness
She wore jeans of such indecent tightness,
And thinness and colour and lightness,
That when they got wet,
From the rain, or her sweat,
A man’s thoughts deviated from rightness.
Prenuptial
Giving in to her earnest betrothed,
She lay down with him, flushed and unclothed,
But his fevered caress,
And the sweat and the mess,
Made her think sex a thing to be loathed.