Food For Thought

Food for Thought
Not speaking in reference to store bought
A feast to enjoy and pleasing to the eyes
A treasure island appeases for a tongue’s licking surprise
Belly as you lay
A silken buffet to parlay
Calloused palms gently caressing upon smooth thighs
Explicit moaning weakening outcries
 
Seesawing pelvic against the rotating anchoring tides  
Shutting in pleasure of one’s bedroom brown eyes
Elevate my body, pass the stars
Venus’ pussy awaiting a tongue fixation from Mars
Ecstasy floating among the celestial skies  
Permitted entry, welcoming pants of sighs
A dipping feeling as the tongue glides
Thirsty while deep inside
Glistening drippings layering my sweeten lagoon
Parting it, salivating coated, now dining al la carte without a spoon
 
Umm, do not stop, your tongue and my center core have not quite met
Oh baby, you got my pussy soaking wet
Tasting sweeten elixir, euphoric feelings blissfully felt
My palm to your head, body twerking, passion liberating
Tongue deep inside steadily vibrating
Weakening my silken walls with its firing migrating
Head shaking as the tip of its bell rings side by side
Anchoring deeper, mouthing my pussy hole for an elongated dipsy sea dive
 
Slicken gateway has caved from the arrowing of tongue lashes
Back arched, climatic juices bathing, from the assault of your wondrous thrashing
Breast nipples pinched, pulsating pussy rainfall seeping inch by inch
Begging for its feverish need
Baby give me more haste, less speed
Umm, the bait has been caught
Pools of desires hooked and sought
Crested, rested, oh baby, can you feel my dam of release
Mouth siphoning the stream of my essence as you continue to please
Tasting my soul, meeting your throat as it glides down
Thoroughly enjoying the remnants of your feast of face, inside his mouth has been drowned