WAKING BESIDE

I stir in the night, but you sleep contented,
while with my horniness I am demented.
I peep under the sheets with reopened eyes,
to see how things are doing between your thighs.
My heart is racing while you're clearly placid;
your manhood looks depleted of life, flaccid.
I lick my lips, give you a kiss on your tip,
lick mischievously round it, with teeth lightly grip.
 
With my tongue tip I give Dick's head a massage,
take it in deeper as you start to enlarge,
until it is long and so meatily thick,
hear you moan your enjoyment of my 'whore's trick'.
Your hands reach for my head, ruffle my blonde hair,
'Don't get up right now', you say, 'Keep your head THERRRE.'
While you savour my head's bob up-down your shaft
and show you good time with my deep throating craft.
 
My tongue starts to taste your emerging pre-cum.
You let my head go, I crawl kissing your tum,
your pecs, nipples, collarbone, shoulders, throat, mouth,
while your hand reaches under me to my south
where fingers manipulate my nether lips,
make teasing insertions of one or two tips.
Your other hand on my upper back stroking.
The flow of my juices you are provoking.
 
We eat each other, tongues meet through mouths open;
my clit starts at touch of your need awoken.
I straddle your hips, with hand guide you inside
my dripping vagina to you opened wide.
With a roll of your hips you plunge eagerly,
I giggle at all this movement within me.
With you held captive under my firm thighs lock,
pelvis thrust in pelvis we make the bed rock.