We’re all guilty

He is ready
For hot wild sex,
Whilst I’m prepared
To hit the deck.
I play along
For his sake,
I pray I manage
To stay awake.
He kisses & teases
Moans & groans,
Sitting on top
I feel the aches
In my bones.
I start out steady
Taking the lead,
My eyes are tired
I increase the speed.
It doesn’t take long
For him to cum,
I’m cheering inside
We’re finally done.
He looks happy
And really pleased,
I’m figuring out
If I’ve got cramp
In my knees.
He turns and says
You’re breathing fast,
I’m out of shape
I cheekily laugh.
We both roll over
He’s completely gone,
But now I can’t sleep
I’m too turned on.

K