A Leopard, A Cougar

She teases me

Flashing her curves,

Injecting the fire of lust

In my veins and nerves.

My warm hands 

Caress her milky white thighs,

And the room echoes

With her sultry, sensual sighs.

She bites her lips 

And conveys the message,

That she's enjoying, my sailing

In her narrow passage.

Between her legs I find

The sweetest milieu to reside,

Taking her peach hips in my hands

I take her on a rollercoaster ride.

Drops of delicious wine

I taste from her luscious lips,

Playing with her blackberry nipps

Between my intermittent sips.

A wild cougar of mid-forties she's

I'm a young leopard of 24,

In this howling jungle of lust

We rule, growl and fiercely roar.