CRISS CROSS #5

You swagger in,
hips swinging…
catching your smile
our fingers meet
our lips greet
tongues dance
clothes fall
skin touch
and
we lay at a cross
wetness
connect us
movements
like butterflies
fluttering
we move in sync
coming and going
coming once more
we kiss
and touch
we grab
and pinch
trembling
into each other
as
sweat drips
clits pulse
each flowing
and
glowing

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