There upon the stage you are
Singer, songwriter - quite a star

Watching as you sway your hips
Yes, I think of THOSE sweet lips

A glance exchanged between we two
Tells me that we'll soon screw!

A tingle starts between my legs
An area for which attention begs

Your set seems to take forever
As I wait for our endeavor

Then at last you leave the stage
Now my desire is quite a rage

To your dressing room I fly
Knowing that pleasure is soon nigh

Quickly locking the thin door
I tackle you onto the floor

Pulling off your jeans and then
Your panties, too, oh so thin

Now between your luscious thighs
I begin to take my prize

First with fingers, then with lips
Inside the sweetness between your hips

Dipping deep in hot, wet folds
Tasting nectar, such pleasure holds

Curling fingers to caress within
Suckling clit - again and again

Till at last I feel you tense
Knowing your release will be intense

Then tremors shake your lovely frame
I feel them in me, just the same

At last, spent upon the floor
We hold, embrace.... till time for more!