The Love That Cannot Be

Every night I think of you.
Lying on the bed with your legs spread.
As I start to lick you up and down.
You force my head toward your sweet mound.
My mind is focused on the task at hand.
I spread your lips and stick my tounge inside.
Licking slowly up and down tasting the nectar as it flows.
I slip my fingers into your glorious pink hole.
Finding your clit I hear your moans.
Yes! Yes! That's that right spot.
"Make me cum and I'll suck your cock".
So excited to get the job done I lick my fingers for lubrication.
I stick the others in your asshole.
Your body shakes with your pussy so hot.
Then, I hear you say the magic words, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming"
Oh baby don't stop.
Whispering to me you say it's my turn.
Pants unzipped and around my ankles.
I feel your tounge on the head of my dick.
Then, plunged into your throat.
You pull it out and say I want to taste you now!
Immediately I oblige your request.
My cum overflowing out of your mouth.
We both lay back and fall asleep.
Dreaming dreams that cannot be.
I wake and leave wanting more.
Goodbye for now my tattooed flower.
I can only wish the hours to go by super fast.
Just so I can thrust again into your flesh.