Pleasure Granted

Tell me what is your wish Sir.
To feel my finger tips linger slowly
over your naked body.
To feel the mosit warmth of my lips
passionatly kiss your neck.
To hear words of lust and desire
whispered in your ear.
The heat of my breath upon your stomach.
The magic of my tongue
caressing your inner thighs.
To feel my lips soft dancing
to the music of your needs.
To feel the embrace as I consume
your vitality.
To feel the eruption as your
yearning is attained.
Your wish Sir I will preform.