Crescendo

He takes my hand    
without a word      
Leads to a bathroom stall      
Now I have his      
pants unzippered      
He’s huge, erect and tall.      
      
I take the treat        
between my lips      
I suck him in, I flick      
My tongue along        
the shaft, slow sips      
To gently tease his prick.    
     
From base to tip    
I use my skill    
Moist mouth consumes until      
The greedy need    
Has had its fill    
At length I feel the thrill.    
     
The beast grows ever      
harder while    
I stroke his desire      
Moving smoothly      
with rocking style    
I fan his inner fire.    
     
With groaning sharp  
intakes of breath  
His arousal is expressed  
I push on to  
the precipice  
Hot passion is my quest.
 
As rhythmic        
motions bring release        
The cum is lubricious        
I drink the prize      
with expertise      
Warm, salty, delicious.