Thunderstorms

Mourning thunder booms

Thru my eardrums shaking

My bed nd I arise wit

A hunger for some milk chocolate

Mixing with my peanut butta skin

Lightening crackles like thousands

Of little whips lashing across

My bare skin as it danced

Amongst the nite sky igniting

My whole bodily currents

Setting my inner core on fire

Sending nymphomania appetites

Of pure pleasure nd pain up nd

Down, up nd down my spine

Once more your very hot wetted

Salacious kisses soothes me as your

Tongue traipse on my BBW curves

Then filtering my inner sanctum

Wit incoherent whispers fueling

Flames of heat that's stroking,

Throbbing nd pulsating like waves

In my hot watery tunnel begging

To be licked ,sucked ,fingered nd

Fucked all at the same time

While prying eyes watched

Mmmmmmm fuck.

I don't think you know quite

Yet what that booming & roaring

Sounds does to me so early

In the mourning it's my

Weakness the aphrodisiac

To my system

Damnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!