Jackie’s Hickie
Under the moonlit grace, she moves, a whispered sigh,
A symphony of curves 'neath velvet sky.
Her skin, a canvas, painted by the night,
Each touch a brushstroke, soft and light.
I look into her eyes and sees her compassion.
I kiss her lips and smooch on with temptation.
she is beautiful and wise with a wild seduction.
I hold her hands and carry her with intention.
Her eyes, two orbs of deep, enchanting hue,
Draw me in, a lover lost, but true.
They speak of secrets, ancient and untold,
Of passions fierce, and desires bold.
We smile to one another joyfully.
I kiss her neck and start the Hickie.
She sighs and tickles with intimacy.
We lock lips in French-kissing.
Her lips, a promise of ecstasy's embrace,
A taste of heaven, a fleeting trace.
With every kiss, the world dissolves away,
Leaving just us in this dance, this play.
From head to toes I take bites intensively.
I start to eat the chocolate pie 🥧 gently.
I lick around the cherry berry casually.
I kiss her wet because she is vibrating.
Her hair, a waterfall of silken strands,
Cascading down like dreams in distant lands.
I drown in fragrance, jasmine and musk,
Lost in her allure, an eternal dusk.
She flips around and arch her back.
I enjoy her juicing dripping without lack.
She shivers to the rhythm of the night.
I stand tall ready for her ride and might.
She is beauty incarnate, a goddess divine,
A flame that burns, a rare and precious find.
In her presence, I am but a willing slave,
To her allure, her charm, her power to crave.
She comes on top and begins to dance.
She rides in sexy manner, oh her romance.
We play lovingly and sing to the cadence
She squeezes her thighs in a sensual glance.
Oh, beautiful woman, in whose presence I melt,
In your embrace, all my senses are felt.
You are the muse, the spark, the fire's glow,
In your arms, I find where passions flow.
She slaps my chest and instructs her stroke.
I stand tall in penetration to and fro.
She is on her fours arched like a lioness.
I am deep inside her fearless.
She moans and sings a passionate song.
I am involved with her spirit going along.
Jackie's Hickie is the route that began it all.
A queen of wisdom virtuously answered my call.
We are in love together in a cuddle.
We whisper in secrecy in a huddle.
The night is bright with her light shining right.
She has me on top as she kisses me softly.
As a champion I climbed her mountain.
She bites my ear and scratches freely.
She squirts and trembles hosing her fountain.
Hugging me right and tight I roar like a lion.
In her caress and embracing her in adoration.
I am her king, she is my queen, we kiss in admiration.
Together we climax from copulation.
