Does She

Poem
Inspired By A Deep Dildo Moment
 
Mm… does she pant for you with a hunger
In my heart, my yearns for you no longer
The suspension of passion, wayward hearts will always feel much stronger
 
Does she know how giving, passionate, you are in bed
Reminisce of my mouth wrapped around your dick, giving you good head
Your grunts of pleasure, my sweetest melody echoed without words ever being said
 
Does she know… your words weakens the heart, taking the mind, body past the sun, the stars
Cupping my breasts from behind, kissing my earlobe, a handsome man from Mars
 
Does she know how to seduce you when she misses you, feening for your nakedness in the rainfall of your deepening groove
Giving her a sticking of your just due  
I can still feel you deep inside me, palm to palm, breath to breath fucking me widely as we moved
 
Does she lick your treasured balls, inhale the scent of you, licking the tip
Mm…watching me while getting you aroused sliding my dildo deeper inside my wet slit
Do you get down on your knees for her, spreading her thighs for your hard torpedo lick
 
Does she scratch your back in the height of passion
Inside me, your girth without conscious addicting me while thrashing
My pussy soaking up every last drop of your ejaculation, palming your gluteus, while smashing
 
Does she talk softly, can she speak in another tongue, give you the tight ritual of her bum
It’s the je ne sais quoi of my desired moans, my pussy juices she tastes on your tongue
My face you see when you make her cum
 
Does she even know your real name
Shh...I’ll take that oath to my grave
Does she know you can tip a hat, dance on my heart, and swoon me just like that  
Lie you in my bed, calling out my name, from my dirty tongue licking knack
 
Does she know….mm, she don’t know crap while you got her on her back
I suppose every squirrel needs a nut