She Knows

Often I visit her, she knows just how
To make me cum.
Cock in mouth, ball's in her hand.
I have my hand on the back of her head, holding back her hair as she moves her head up and down.
She looks up at me with those blue
Eyes and I look deep into her mind.
I can see she wants me to want only her, but yet she knows, I will not be just hers.
I will not love her I will not trust her and I will not have nothing more to do with her other than this.
Sex is sex and that is it, nothing more
Can exist.
Time and time again I see this look inside her eyes.
And time and time again I say goodbye.
No hug, no kiss, no sweet embrace.
I put on my clothing and walk away.