Hers Would be a Tuff Act to Follow

My eyes were locked on hers,
As her hands,
Gripped my bare butt cheeks,
She licked her way up my shaft,
And back down again.
 
Kissing the tip,
Sucking it gently,
Firmly,
Arousingly.
 
There was no way,
I could/would have,
Looked away.
 
With her lips still wrapped,
Around the tip of my cock;
She paused;
Then slid her mouth,
Up my cock,
Swallowing it,
Until I felt its tip,
Against the back,
Of her mouth.
 
Her hands gripping my ass,
Pulled me toward her;
The tip of my cock,
Slid down her throat.
 
Taking all of me,
Leaving me wishing,
I had more,
For her to swallow.
 
Sucking,
Licking,
Teasing;
She withdrew my cock,
From her mouth,
Until only the tip of her tongue,
Remained,
Flicking the tip of my dick.
 
She swallowed me again,
Withdrew from me again,
Then again,
And again.
 
Until,
My eyes left hers,
As they closed,
In orgasmic relief,
While my cock,
Spasmed,
Down her throat.
 
With a sigh,
My eyes opened,
Locked again on hers,
As a final time,
Gripping my ass,
She withdrew me,
From within her mouth,
Sucked a bit on the tip,
Relishing the last droplets,
Licked her lips,
Smiled,
And said,
 
“Now its your turn,
To do me.”
 
I grinned in reply.