caught up in it 
aware of your skin and scent
as you travel the length of my body
pausing first here,
the firm dusky peak -
and then there, 
the swell of where i once 
connected to my mother
like she to hers - 
and spread me…

you close your eyes 
on my shy, embarrassed state;
my body, no match to yours
but towering
and encompassing. you swim in me
and thirst for more
and offer reassurances of your lust
with your thick fingers
opening and stretching
three and four and…

shaking and glistening, 
sweat and leather and flesh and bone
sliding smooth silicone between course curtains.
i call to you
as if to some sacred goddess
and rock back and forth, 
dutifully taking what you give
until flesh meets flesh
collapsing and panting
but begging for more…