eruption

as the sun falls the sleepy town tucks in
silence settles over the old lava fields
every car I see I wonder if its you  
I slide my finger into my slit as I wait
juices drip down from the thought of you  
cumming hard  
no one and nothing can prepare  
for the sounds that I cry out  
that echo into the night  
if they found out, we would be judged  
so when you come over  
to the edge of the world, we forget the world  
the damn world can forget us for a while  
we share the blame for such feverish desire  
wearing nothing but a pareo  
wrapped around my waist, i'm your slave
when you lay back into my low sofa  
like an island King, as if you own it  
my hands caress the strength of your suntanned sinewy form  
throbbing and warm  
it seems so natural to pull your board shorts down - time is ticking  
and you tell me to ride it - first let me suck it, then  
I straddle you and lift up my pareo  
you slide into me like an eel into its burrow  
your hard long strength head first into my ocean  
I cry out, you open me up  
I was waiting for that moment all along  
and I know you always say you wont cum inside  
thrusting deep, you cant hold back - it feels too good  
my propriety dwindles as things get hotter  
my juices drench your erection  
and your caveman moans only make me move faster  
you burst like a hot eruption  
I didn't mean to keep riding it, really  
to weak to deny fleshly desire  
so deeply deposited nothing drips out  
so I lay there next to you  
while jibberish of justification jumps from your mouth.  
oops, what now.