"Shared Purpose"

Pounded into from behind.
Caught by the waist held hard
by hips but soft, each instant
alternates, hard every strike,
then gently caught,
like a game of catch
your whole body in play
is catching my dick in impacts
resoundingly placed, on time,
all day and into the night -
in the moment it seems,
hypnotically paced, unendingly
through - and spreading out from where
impaled implaced impacted direct
strikes hard and true, in you, just where
the universe bends and intends
you to take my pounding waves
all through, upon you
good old fashioned rock
and roll pounds home, sweet home
- ripple up in waves from the back
like a crashing metronome
into you sweet jiggling girl,
slap bounce on my vertical lap,
spanked into you deep from behind
your bent-over back: and building.
Up and up like a honied volcano
the pressure builds in you, each
beautifully sliding hit inside - only
your tits keep your mind quite sane,
swing bouncing in counterpoise
to your spine, an alternate focus
distracting you as your body takes over
your brain, and in case
you hadn't noticed
- long since mine.