Submissions and Cravings

Weak to your presence
these connections arouse
prickly skin from my stubble
beyond the gate of that blouse

points teasingly rigid
beg the call of my tongue
shifting my purpose
to engage you to cum

In quick little teases
and a light little clamp
the fruits of my labour
get you increasingly damp

I follow those eyes
in that sly, mute direction
to work down that body
and continue this session

The evidence slides
from the length of your leg
the stamp of a memory
soon to be made

Gliding up from the bottom
to graze the worthiest jewel
the symmetry followed
to ensure you don't cool

Beautifully wide
a sweet moan to respond
and my devious intent
to induce you to long

Feeling you shatter
keeping firm to my face
granting me privilege
to develop my taste