My Only Light

                       In a late night storm there was a gentle knock on my door. My only light was the T.V. as I opened the door. Sexy was your silhouette in a short robe. I swallowed hard with a lump in my throat, you're so gorgeous. Being a good cool neighbor of a few years, I let you in out of the rain. As you hug me in thanks, I feel sexy rock hard nipples pressed against me. After a glass of wine to calm down, we sat down. Sexy you scooted closer to me. Your smooth leg slid over mine and rested. Already hard I couldn't help jerking under your touch. With your soft fingers wrapped around the firm, you gave me a gentle wanting squeeze. Confessing your wetness for me, I felt your thumb rake softly over the head. Sending tingles through me, I'm willing to act on. French kissing my chest, sucking my nipples, searching. I rub my hand across your bowed head as you continue to  kiss, lick and nibble me. As you shift position I see honey easing down sexy thighs. You straddle me standing on my sofa and slowly lower your honeypot too me. Sweet is the nectar on my lips and tongue. Now I'm in control. Moans and groans grow louder with each lick. As you cum three times and knees give out from standing. My only light was the T.V.




                               Sir Lancelott