Soft or Hard Cone?

Controlled tongue
rolling up
to the twirl at the top
if I close my eyes
I can get the idea
how that would feel upon my cock

She pauses
for a few delicate nibbles
compelled to linger at the tip
savouring the chosen flavour
before extending
once again
into another focused lick

If you've ever felt the glide
you would see
why I encourage such a treat
to watch the prelude
of readying her candied mouth
before our drive
to an abandoned street

Unzipping me
with special care
in the cast
of day's fading light
closing lips
to swaddle me
in a grip
of pleasing might

Tongue still cool
against my heat
of rigid throbbing shaft
such beauty
in a willing mind
that you never have to ask.