Bedtime Reading

In the story she was lost
The special way her legs were crossed
Bought her enjoyment to the fore
As the erotic scene evolved
Around her clit her legs revolved
The pages eagerly turned as she wanted more
The writer took their places
She could see their twisted faces
As he described the way his hard cock slipped inside
Leaning back she closed her eyes
Heard the ladies wanton cries
Her clit throbbing she was taken on the ride
Her muscles did the job
As her clit began to throb
From the special ways her long bare legs were bent
Till no further it could go
She let her sexual juices flow
Dropped the book and lay back her body spent