Let Me Touch You

Lean back onto me let me touch your brow,
Just close your eyes and let me softly touch you now.
My fingers trailing over your face,
Shh let me go slowly it's not a race.
Let me move slightly so I can touch you some more,
Mmm yes over your sensitive nipples ahh oui j'adore.
It's ok I know you feel ill,
So just lay there let me touch you please be still.
My lips are following where my fingers go,
Moving down over your body mmm yes nice and slow.
I get to that place and cup you in my hand,
Oh yes I see you harden and begin to upstand.
I start to stroke you just using my fingers,
I move closer letting my lips hover over you not quite touching just letting them linger.
I won't tease and leave you hanging like this,
I open my lips taking you into my mouth with a drawn out kiss.
You push up hard so you go deep,
To the back of my throat you go making my eyes weep.
Running my tongue over your hard length,
You are smooth and soft but with hardened strength.
Moving on you up and down,
Lifting up I flick my tongue over your swollen sensitive crown.
I want you thrusting in great need,
You empty into my mouth so I drink your seed.
Looking up I tell you I love your taste,
Sliding my tongue back over you so none do I waste.
You lay there smiling sated and still,
With a grin I ask you, well do you still feel ill?