Anticipation

I waited up for him…
He entered the room
I undressed him with my telling eyes
I slowly looked him over
And got moist
Noticing…
That he was seeping through his pants
My eyes s h I f t e d
D
O
W
N
I began licking my lips
Wanting to taste him so-o bad
While crossing my legs
Holding back drips
of honey suckle
Coating my cl*t
His clothes I tossed
He threw me back onto the sheets
Spreading my legs
And slowly entered bit by bit
His swollen phallus
Soon filled my walls
I moaned and moaned
Then screamed for more
The night was young
For what was to come
Oh, how I love thinking of him,
Looking at him
The anticipation…
And anticipating my next move
I’m going to taste him all over
Before I devour him