Flight Of Fantasy

Lying idle, rusted bike without a chain
The temptress stirs, aroused into life again
Sensations start to shudder her salacious frame
A purring feline teases a submissive game
Lapping motions intensely seek the perfect spot
As frantic rhythms moan this throbbing yacht
Thrusting hard towards heaving heaven, bursting!
Into oblivion, soaring among dizzy peaks
Of ecstasy, floating the waves of pleasure
Caressing her curvature, now gentle humming sighs
Clouded dreams of more climactic mile-highs