Seduction II

A man sits naked on a chair, a woman, naked, too, stands in front of him, ready to mount and fuck him.

Her body is made of snow
Her limbs of jade…
A few willows that a spring will vanquish…
Sitting dejectedly, I contemplate her dishevelled hair
And on my bed my desires overflow.

Slender as a plum tree
And frail as the willow…
The silk curtains drawn up.
Come forth, my club shows interest all a-quiver…
My eyes on her soft breasts, I am in seventh heaven:
Come, let us yield to the madness of love

Yu Fumen