Out of Shot

You're out of shot - your mouth is open wide;
But not as wide as mine, for I digest
Your girlfriend's pussy juices: quite a tide
That flows from her, as I ensure the best
Was well worth waiting for: she grips my hair
And tugs me into her - she wants much more;
I glance up at you briefly: you can share
The sight of fluids on my lips; this whore
Is mine now, as I ride her and push down
So she can taste my cunt, and please me well
With tongue and lips and loveliness - don't frown!
You know you wanted this, and I can tell
You're loving this connection: it's so hot
We'll come all night, while you are out of shot...