ira jones Jan 2013
Her Bosom
HER BOSOM
dedicated to Tamara
Her bosom...so swollen....so full
Bulging beneath her blouse
Straining against her huge nursing bra
I long to suckle her deeply, till the end of time itself
Her nipples thicken....becoming so erect
She sighs deeply....her let-down gently washes over her
She smiles...guiding my hands as we unbutton her blouse
Her bosom takes my breath away
Her bulging cleavage qiuvers at my touch
Engorged.....veined
I bury my face....my lust.... in her bosom
Savoring her womanhood
She unhooks a cup....her huge nipple weeping
Longing for my hunger
I suckle her deeply....lovingly....wantonly
Her warm milk, life's sweet nectar
Flows...flows......flows...flows
Feeding my desire...feeding my love for her
My love for the warmth of her bosom
