Your skin is so dark, so soft to my loving touch,
As we lie so close together I caress your body,
Your darkened form contrasts erotically my paler skin,
Your breasts like ripened fruit so firm and full.

My mouth takes one nipple into its depths,
I nibble gently; it stiffens to my searching tongue,
As my hand finds that mat of tight curls between your thighs,
The clef between your legs my fingers seek.

To touch within those folds so pink, your hidden prize,
Damp in its awakening to your passion thoughts,
I move down to taste your dew so heaven sent,
To savour in your pleasure its enduring charms.

My tongue never still, moving in rhythmic motion,
A torrent begins to flow from you as if to sate my thirst for love,
You hold my head so tightly within your hands,
Pressing it ever downward between your dark thighs.

As if wanting to enter deeper, my tongue presses into your furrow,
Your hips thrust up to force against my face in wanton lust,
I move up to kiss you, your sweetness still upon my lips,
We look into each other’s eyes awhile in loves embrace.

And then I ease my hardness into your moistened silken flesh,
To press home my lust to our advantage, such feelings to have,
The contrast in our skin’s so pleasant as to urge a fast response,
To sate our lust so pleasantly, to lie together so content from love.

 
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