Seductive Balance

You lower yourself as you hover over me, as you take ahold of my semi thickness. Slowly stroking up and down, feeling me grow firmer within your hand, you position me under you. I feel the prickles on the tip from your day old shave. You trace your lips, moistening the tip of my member. Getting it wet and ready for your arrival, you lower yourself onto it. Taking all of me as your head whips back. You find your rhythm as your moans serenade my ears.