Vinegar Scented Breasts

I want to bury my face in your vinegar scented breasts

I want my animalistic lust to wash over me like a horny tsunami 

My gland between your glands pushed together with my hands

Wave after wave until the volcano erupts

And creamy lava plasters you

This bedroom is Pompeii and you'll be preserved forever in a cast of love

If these walls could speak, then they'd be screaming in voyeristic ecstasy

I am your Da Vinci, you are my Moany Lisa and the masterful strokes of my eight inch brush are painting you a creamy white

You gasp with delight

All through the night

Fanciest flight

Our love is a sight 

for greedy eyes to see

You climb the summit and your ladies hair flow down like camomile rivers

Thrusts and thumps, and your thunderous groans echo until the earthquake splits the bed in half

I sink like a rock and drown in the river of passion that flows out of you

Oh, how I want to bury my face in your vinegar scented breasts