Creole Honey (Poetic Collaboration With Poet Gyco (Mr. White)

Dinner done, you lay on the couch, from under you dress rises a knee    
I smile and ask what’s for dessert, you giggle and ask, “How about me?”  
I lean in close to kiss your eagerly waiting ruby red lips    
and to caress your smooth thighs with my warm fingertips    
    
My hand floating down my body palming your hand    
Parting my thighs, moving it to the ingress of my cunt    
You propel your finger inside my creamy abyss    
Wiggling it, withdrawing, and then tasting of its saturated residue    
     
Dress now on the floor and your lipstick smeared all over my face    
I take a nipple in my mouth while my hands explore familiar places    
Glistening tits from my saliva trail, warmth of skin on skin    
An hour long body massage before the pussy game begins    
     
Pillowed elbows supporting my head as you reach over for the massage warming oil    
Mm…squeezing the stimulating gel onto the back of my legs    
Your hands never felt so good meandering up my thighs    
You lean down and kiss over a buttock, dragging the tip of your tongue slowly up my spine    
Moving my curls aside, whispering in my ear, “I take your breath away”    
     
Goosebumps on your flesh as I trace your every curve    
my mouth and hands linger in the low spots, tingling every nerve    
on your stomach I pull the lace back to tongue your brown daisy    
Mm… you know that feels so good    
I can smell the steam from your sex and it’s driving me crazy    
     
Oh mon amour tu me fais me sentir si bien    
Oh baby… moving my buttocks in a reverse motion    
You hoist my hips, I’m now on all fours    
Palming my hips, tenderly biting a buttock… then licking over my crimson turned skin    
Your hardness moving aside my panties
Parting my butt cheeks, sniffing the calling of your lust, then a quick lick    
Asking me to turn over    
   
My finger slips below in between your warm, fragrant cinnamon thighs    
where your pussy weeps and you look on with fuck-me-eyes    
a river of creole honey flows through lace panties from your waiting mound    
Sliding the crotchless flimsy material down your legs, a tongue flick between your crevices elicits a satisfying sound    
     
Parting my legs even wider, licking my lips, eyes lowering    
Pulses quickening needed you to complete me    
Taunting me with each taste of my skin    
Each touch, having me beg you to ease into    
You scent lathing my body    
   
My warm breath on your clit, a lingering French kiss of your pink slippery slit    
and your legs open as wide as they can, two fingers slide in, a perfect fit    
a practiced brush pushes back the hood of your waiting pearl    
your fingers grab my hair as my tongue starts to slowly swirl    
     
Oh…God tu me fais besoin de toi avec une faim    
My back flapping, uplifting my lips    
You cupping my buttocks, drawing my pussy up to your mouth    
Smashing my breasts together, then licking over a nipple    
“Oh, you gonna make me climax for you,”    
The tip of your tongue thrashing deeper inside my moistened snatch    
   
My chin is slick with nectar as one finger pushes into your ass    
writhing, my head clenched in your thighs, your back arched with class    
your body quivering  as your orgasm ripples on the tip of my tongue    
you unclench sheets and smile, it’s only one verse of this song sung    
     
Oh sweet mercy, I’m panting, breathless    
My body continuing to shudder, you spit at my downy hairs, then kiss my sensitive pussy lips    
Burying your nostrils in my seeping trickles    
The taste of me drooling down the side of your mouth    
You wipe your chin down and stand    
     
The tip of my swollen cock in your face, mouth parted, I’m in your hand    
your shiny tongue stretches out to lick and taste my precum strand    
you hold your legs high in the air, legs parted and ready for my breach    
you guide me in as I press gently into your warm sticky peach    
     
You retreat the tip of your girth placing your bent elbows under my legs    
Pounding my buttocks to your groan over and over again    
Leaning my hands backwards gripping the brass headboard    
Your mouth trapping a nipple taunting the peak    
The harder you suckle the harder you hammer into my butter rum chasm    
     
We share a long deep kiss as I slip in all the way, deep down inside    
got a rhythm going as your hips fuck me back on this slippery ride    
pleasing screams of, “Ummm yeah, fuck me!” bed rattling, pussy gripping, bodies humming    
your spine curved as I plunge your depths and we both start to cum    
     
Oh Gyco… yes.. yes scratching your back, clenching you tighter    
You find my lips, mm... my vaginal passage sill gloving your pulsating erection    
Getting high from the sensations of blending your pearly release deeper within the essence of me    
     
Yanking my arousal out    
On your knees in front of me, our bodies dripping lust    
Opening your mouth, rolling the tip around your lips    
Tasting your dewy secretions    
Your tongue working its magic as I get ready to bust again    
I stretch your throat with my throbbing stick    
     
My mouth and hand working up and down in union    
Loving your pleasurable grunting sounds    
My head palmed, your head bending backwards    
Feeling the squeeze of your manhood, and then the jerk    
Mm... let it flow the eruption shoots into my open mouth, I swallow every drop of your pearly flow    
   
I do love when we softly blend under the covers, whereas, you do keep me purring