Another storm NOT finished!!!!
by cricketjeff on April 9, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Heavy raindrops, stronger wind, worry on your face
I see you jump
and start to run
Running home we reach the door, open, tumble through
You turn to me, we trip and fall, me on top of you
You hold me
Holding me you kiss me hard, tremble then it hits
Kisses turn to passion and you strip me in a blitz
Never one to turn aside, I help to get you nude
Storm outside is powerful, and inside’s getting rude!
The lights go out
The crash of thunder
you hold me tighter
Now you shout into my ear, fuck me now, fuck ME!!!
Urgent movements under me. I’m in, it’s ecstacy