Hardcore no Touch

While up all night as I waited for word,
Connection is down, from him haven’t heard.
The flight would be long, departure was late
To communicate, I’ll just have to wait.
 
I gather sentimental items near,
That will remind me of when he is here.
To explore my forbidden recesses,
That feed on our dark hidden obsessions.
 
A large dildo vibrates deep in my ass,
Lying back, knees lifted, legs wide first class.
Feathering black leather quirt cross my quim,
Holding back, passing time, waiting for him.
 
I always stay tight, my cunt takes him deep,  
Arching, he grinds till my cervix goes weak.
All that I fantasize while he’s away,
Will come back tenfold if we have our way.
 
Lips round his scrotum will be my ball gag,
I suck on him whole, two orbs in a bag.
To press tongue against the swell of my clit,
Rolls back in my head, I swoon within it.
 
For hours I’m slick with oozing pre-wet,
Battery ball vibe keeps happy his pet.
Though he’s not a master, I’m not a slave,
I love what he does, and so I behave.
 
Finally, I knock out on top of the bed,
I’d much rather have him in me instead.
Naked, I’m covered in cum streaks & stains,
Submissive with dildo still running remains.