I stare at you,
inches from my face.
Admiring your beauty,
eager for your taste.

Taking in your scent,
inhaling deep.
Your smell, intoxicating,
the juices seep.

Gently, I kiss you,
hips move, asking for more.
Your hands on my head,
pushing me, deep to your core.

Extending my tongue,
I caress your folds.
You beg me for more,
I do what I’m told.

Nibbling your button,
electricity fires.
Your body, it aches,
for lustful desires.

My fingers probe,
pushing deep inside.
Searching your walls,
for the spot that hides.

Hips lift and writhe,
destination found.
Lustful moans escape,
the loveliest of sounds.

Your juices flow,
flooding and wet.
I eagerly swallow,
taking all I can get.

You are close now,
orgasm near.
But I pull away,
making you fear.

You beg for more,
needing release.
I push you to the edge,
you’ll have no peace.

Aching, wanting,
full of lustful desire.
You need me inside
to quench your fire.

You are putty in my hands,
to shape and to mold.
I have you where I want you;
this never gets old.