Sandwiched

Erotic Yearnings

softness of your breasts,
hard muscles of your husband,
night to remember.

your lips upon mine,
as he presses from behind,
sandwiched between you,

limbs become tangled,
we pleasure one another,
three merge into one.

whose mouth, whose fingers,
adrift in erotic haze,
difficult to tell.

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