Fingertips dimple tender skin
This promise of delectable sin
Slide, slide in on supple thighs
Grip and pull to make you mine
Fingertips trail a tender neck
Lips wet, you tempt and beckon
Suck softly, into needy kiss
Bite your skin, claim you mine
Fingertips grip soft silken hair
Tight, tighter, till you’re bare
Crave it, need it, till you cry
Deep, deeper, into despair
Fingertips part fitful flesh
For you, the wicked, no rest
Sink, sink, into sloppy mess
Push the drip till you clench