WINTER LOVE

Snowflakes falling, the winds blow cold,
Time to cuddle, time to hold.
Her soft warm touch filled my soul,
From head to toe, from heart to pole.

Her hand caressed my chest and thighs,
She heard my breath and anxious sighs.
My back arched and my eyes rolled back,
My cock grew firm, tightness in my sack.

I could hardly see, I could hardly think,
Her smooth skin was a blushing pink.
Her magic hands were like a velvet glove,
They stirred in me my body’s love.

I soon erupted , it covered her,
She pointed it back saying, “Now you, sir!”
So there we sat nude on the floor,
With semen dripping as wine I poured.

As she looked at me, she started to giggle,
Her breasts rose and fell and started to jiggle.
Her happiness affected me,
Soon I was laughing, just like she.

It felt so good to share this time,
Nude on the floor with a glass of wine,
Laughing at the very thought,
Of how we looked by what we had wrought.