Arched back, face meeting the moon
Sitting astride my lover as he
caresses my aroused breasts.
Moan with pleasure as the hardness
pushes in and out.
The fire crackles beside us in the
forest dark. Creatures circle close
to see the mating of ancestors.
Golden eyes pierce my guttural sigh
and tongues loll as my lover partakes
of the warmth between my legs.
Softly receding pats of the ground
and a howl of power makes me come
with shaking thighs.
I slump in exhausted wet and my eyes
follow the shadows till no more.
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