Wet Kisses

Wet Kisses on her thigh
She complies
With a subtle shift
 
Real or dream she can’t decide  
Keeps closed her eyes  
To see where he goes with this
 
A gentle coerce  
To open wide
She arches up her hips  
 
Face to face with his prize
He’s inclined  
To dine on his delicious gift  
 
Eagerly awaiting  
Anticipating  
Her moans escapes her lips  
 
Mind racing  
Contemplating  
His every lustful licks
 
Taking his time  
Sipping her wine
His tastebuds savors her drips
 
With a skillful tongue  
He’s got her sprung
As it passionately loves her clit
 
First she was eager  
Now she’s meager  
She trembles from his southern kiss
 
Her soul awakes
Her flower elates
Her quim trembles, shakes and twitch  
 
Gratified  
Back to sleep she glides
As she melts into a mist
 
In a puddle of lust
Asleep and satisfied  
She’d gotten what she has wished  
 
Real or dream  
Still can’t decide  
She deeply enjoyed their tryst  
 
Real in her mind  
Her body, in kind  
Satiated from the bliss