I think I want to fuck you

My pussy was wet from hours ofIncessant foreplay: Dry Humping Finger Banging Feverish KissesThings I thought I had missed out onBy being celibate in high-school."Did you know the daito appeared around 1600?""I'm not interested in Samurai…Not now."You batted the book away with a chuckle.And were on top of mePressing against meSlipping against my moistureAnd failing to enter.I reached down guided you into me.You thrust with all you had: Once Twice Three-timesYou pushed deep into meAnd cameWhen it was over we dressedAnd argued global warmingOver burgers withA dine-in tax.I had kissed you I had held youHad pressed my lips againstThe bridge of your noseWhen my ride approachedYou frozeAnd dropped my handAnd though my gaze followed you.You never once looked back.