He packed himself into my lunchbox, and made me eat my words...

He says
 “ expect the BS but never accept it…”
and
my mind drifts
to the way his
hands
once roamed
my sun
kissed
honey golden
hued flesh
and
they remind me
of a
Sunday morning
prayer
whilst my black lace G
presses upon
my slightly aroused
clit
as it peeks
between
my shaven
wet
cunt
whilst aching
to feel him
scribing
his love notes
upon my lips
with his cock
before invading
the tight walls
of my
deep cherry pink flesh
indelibly
whilst he’s buried deep
inside me
and I gaze
out the window
of my building
watching a vanilla sky
drift past me as
the traffic flows by
whilst emergency services
sirens blare
in the background
imagining
the warmth
of his
ragged breath
trailing my flesh
whilst he ferociously
plunges his rock hard cock
balls deep inside me
with a fist full of hair
laced around his fingers
as he plants his hungry kisses
upon the back of my neck
punishing me
ever so sweetly
with his
gorgeous cock
and I strum upon
my swollen bud
to trigger
an avalanche
of multiple
earth shattering
climatic orgasms
whilst he continues
to fuck me
senseless
until it hurts
just the way I like it
as he explodes
and I’m
quivering
and
gushing
all over him
once again
and
all else
is forgotten
as I mourn
all that
was never
said & done
as I read him
in braille
after he left
himself
etched
into the depths
of my
flesh.