Passion Swaying In The Breeze

A hot salty breeze blows in across the city
In the middle of july sweat dripping form their bodies
Leather and lace begin to melt right before their eyes
Hot steamy kisses upon her lips as he undresses her with his eyes

The firm grip of her breast and lips pressed against him
She melts into passion and gives a little sigh
His firm hands move down her body
As he holds her in a firm embrace

The feel of his hunger as lust awakens in his eyes and
Passion light the wildfire of his desires as he takes her
With great ease and lays her down and rests on her
With a look aiming to please her
With his firm grip upon her and a gentle loving stare

He fills her with great pleasure
As she lays there breathless
With a look of ecstasy upon her face
She radiates like a wild flower
Blowing in the mid summer breeze
Filled with wildfires of passion
She is loving like the breeze

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