Intricate Glance

 
She sucked on her finger, politely just stared
Yearning for more I secretly leered!
Breast’s were exposed, with nipples erect
I felt for my phallus without circumspect.
As if on command she hiked up her skirt,
The first thought that came, ‘this is more than a flirt’
Without hesitation she dropped to her knees
Mouth open wide, did not wait for please.
From tip to nuts she swallowed, it’s entirety in length
It felt so damn good, I lost all of  my strength
Stumbling backwards I moaned, while she maintained composure,
Butt cheeks now quivering, incredible torture.
‘Fuck Me’ she screamed, I need that good Dick
‘Suck It’ I said, this ain’t no skin flick
She leaned back spread eagled, a smile on her face
Pussy was dripping, I needed a taste.
‘Fuck Me’ she blurted, ‘I’ve told you now twice’
‘Fill this wet pussy with some Caribbean spice’
Obeying direction, I drove my cock home,
Levitating at times, it consistently roamed.
Deep in the crevices of her spicy hot box
It delved like an oil drill, steered by a Cox.
Wild abandonment surfaced, I lost all control,
Fucking a stranger, deep tunnel no toll
Our lips found each other, tongues intertwined,
Hips grinding rhythmically, like carnival Fast wine.
Exploding with force, while muffing our screams,
My Dick and her Pussy, busted forth at the seams.
If ever you see a finger getting sucked,
Make sure you’re prepared for the ultimate Fuck.

Lancelot