SexChoke
Spanked
Whip
Spit
Eat
Eat her moans is what I do
Feast on them
They are seasoned with pleasure
Roasted with the heat of indulgence
she spits profanities
Wet word projectiles
Splatter on the walls of our bedroom wall
Choked on lust
It coils around the throat of our desire
Restricts the air of reserve
Cause us to be light headed
Takes us higher
I whip her
Lash her with my want to satisfy her
Beat her with my urge to fulfil her wants
Cause the skin of her pleasure to sting with pleasurable delght
She begs me to spank her
Use the hand of my authority to splat her submission
Blend pleasure with pain
Create a cocktail of blurred lines
That cause her to become intoxicated
Sex is what we don’t do
We are sex
Intimate intercourse
An exchange of erotic fluids
Spasms of discovery
An orgasm of freedom
