The Singer

Walking on, a smile flashed
The audience claps, she takes her position
His heart beats a slight crescendo rhythm
His eyes wide, a longing to see more

Singing her voice takes him
He longs to be close
A private time alone with her
A time to love and lust at her beauty

Making love, lust to her voice
Her curves arouse his cock
His hand cupping her tits
Sucking his mouth makes love to them

Hearing her voice as he eats her cunt
Taste of her drives him mad with lust, desire
Feeling her hands on his cock as she holds her mike
Stroking him hard, erect

His cock takes her from behind entering her cunt
His hand slides from her hair down her back
Thrusting holding her hips closing his eyes hearing her voice
The singer turns him on, arouses his desires

Her legs wrap round, his cock thrusts more, harder, faster
Their mouths locked in a passionate kiss, a hunger
Their moans, breathing in sync
A tempo builds, hands held tight
Cumming they release, the song slows

The singer she arouses his desires as she takes the stage to sing an encore