third or fourth

your legs are raised
pressed against my ears
resting on my shoulders
smooth soft glorious
I am right where I love to be
musky sweet I inhale
your musky sweet ecstasy
upon my golden tongue
your sweet nectar's flow
hungry to collect every ounce
where my fingers did there magic
my tongue now licks dips and dives
for me I drink every drop in
waiting for that nudge
hard and ridge and ready
wanting to fill your want up
hungry to penetrate your delicate place
our heart continues to accelerate
as I inter that mystical gate
to find the rhythm to take you away
to that celestial plane
I can't hold off any more
as I reach my own release
as you transcendent once again
for the third maybe fourth
behind an explosion of my own