Moving 

between your thighs, 

kissing 

every inch of you 

brings a smile 

to my face

While tasting 

your sweet nectar, 

and holding you 

in love's embrace.

Your body is

twisting, turning, and

trying to escape 

my tongue.

But it is of no avail, 

for I grind into you 

harder and harder. 

Feel the weight 

of my dedication.

You shout, ‘fuck’ 

as nails pull the 

skin from my back. 

Love marks and streaks 

fill the canvas of my skin.

Lifting you 

on my shoulders, 

I feel your nectar 

slide 

down 

my throat, 

while I impale you 

with my tongue.

Forcing you to squirm 

on my face, 

driving my tongue 

deeper and deeper 

into your sex sends 

screams of pleasure 

that fill the room.

Throwing you 

back on the bed, 

you look at me, 

muscles covered 

in your juices, 

I give a look as if 

I went swimming 

inside you.

Panting and out of breath, 

fear takes you. 

You have made a 

sexy and horrifying 

realization.

You see the nine-inch 

outline of my cock, 

and reality hits your lips.

"He's still wearing his pants."