Blindfold

She’s blindfold, but she knows that he has come
From the salt taste upon her lips; her face
Is damp and sticky from the sperm he’ll trace
Now he has spurted hard; and she’s the one
Who has received it all – she is not dumb:
She knows the satisfaction of this place,
Where she is his; and so his cum will grace
Her lovely features – this isn’t the sum
Of all the delight she’s been waiting for;
It’s merely a beginning; she will suck
His cock clean, as his fingers mop her cheeks
And feed her further cum; she is sir’s whore
So, when he’s hard again, she knows he’ll fuck
Her mouth again and give her all she seeks.