WE SHOULDN'T BE DOING THIS

WE SHOULDN’T BE DOING THIS
 
It’s after midnight.
I get out of the yellow cab pulling up  
to your Brooklyn Brown Stone.
Anticipating the evening’s events,
my excitement causes my dick print
to become visible through my gray Nike
sweat pants.
Butterflies are flapping in my stomach
As I approach the door.
Before I can even knock, it opens.
She stands before me completely naked;
Body covered in tattoos.
Her brown and blonde dread lox  
Cover her face.
Putting her hair in a pony tail,
You look at me and smile.
I am hard as a brick.
“Miss me?” she asked in a mellow seductive voice.
“Do you really have to ask?” I reply.
She grabs me by the hand and leads me to the sofa.
I ask her how her day was.
Saying nothing,  
She proceeds to removing my jean jacket and t-shirt,
Running both hands over my “Fearless” tattoo on my chest.
I eagerly run my left hand between her legs,
Surprised to find a slippery wet clit.
“Did you start without me? “, I asked inquisitively.
Still saying nothing,
She rubs my rock hard dick through my sweats.
I pick her up and lay her body down at an angle  
that makes it comfortable to insert my right index and middle finger.
I planned on being there a while.
Upon entering her,
I immediately find her G-spot and apply pressure in a circular motion.
“Wait, we shouldn’t be doing this” she softly utters.
“Too late,” I quickly respond,
Completely focused on sending orgasmic tremors through out her fragile frame.
I ignore her words and begin to apply more pressure to her throbbing G-spot.
Her hands are on top of my hand,
As my two fingers playfully splash around in her gooey hole.
“Wait. Stop!” stopping my hand from continuing down its path.
“We shouldn’t be doing this….I know” I abruptly interrupt to finish her sentence.
“No, I don’t want to cum yet, not this fast” she tells me,
but we both knew it was too late for that.
I bend down to gracefully to suck her clit.
Squeals are now slipping out of her
Petite mouth.
On the verge of a destructive explosion,
She grabs a handful of my thick black curly hair.
Her tremors are about to commence
As her body is shaking uncontrollably.
My lips and fingers are coated with her
Sticky  drizzle.
I lick her cum off my lips,
Swallowing every drop,
Savoring its distinctive flavor
As it goes down.
She grabs my right hand
And proceeds to suck her own cum off my fingers.
Stuck, I stare in astonishment.
The roles are now switched.
I am sitting on the sofa.
Forcefully yanking my pants to my ankles,
She begins to take her aggression out on my cock.
In a rhythmic bobbing motion,  
The blow job is sloppy,
Just like I like it.
I can hear her gagging.
Slurping.
Spitting.
Her slobber is dripping from both  
My nuts and her mouth.
Temporarily leaving my rod,
Her long tongue dances circles around my sack.
I feel myself rising.
“Almost there….wait for it….here it comes…..ohhhhhhh”
My creamy load is flowing out of my throbbing cock.
She quickly places her mouth around the tip,
Making sure to consume every drop of my warm liquid.
“Missed a spot” she giggles.
She wipes my cum off her chin and licks her fingers.
I pull up my pants, put my t-shirt on, and leave.