Amber Heard About Me (by request from Trome)

Amber heard about me and all the poems I write
She found me in Deep Underground and joined me for the night
We went back in my poetry and read from line to line
As we read,we shed our clothes, her smooth body was so fine.

We took turns, applying oil, so that we could slip and slide
Our hands exploring places, while preparing for the ride
Lips entwined and searching, kissing deeply and with want
She was dining on my hardness. My first course was on her cunt

It was good the bed was king sized, for it gave some room to move
As my fingers, mouth and penis, played an arrangement in her groove
She was the head conductor. She held my baton in hand.
She climaxed with great abandon, she was in the promised land

I felt her storm, heard thunder, I felt her pussy rain
I drank each drop, while savoring, I could not stop; refrain.
She tugged my hair and pulled me in, said to nibble on her clit
I spread her lips, exposing it, not only nibbled, also bit

My teeth were chewing tenderly. I'm sure they did not hurt a bit.
She screamed at me, in ecstasy, “I won't fuck you, if you quit”
“You know just what you're doing, you make my pussy feel so fine”
“Now turn around and let me suck you. We will enjoy our sixty-nine”

She did not have to ask me twice. I turned around, she got on top
Her breasts laid on my stomach, she sucked my crown and did not stop
She licked along my length and girth, until my whole cock was inside
Meanwhile, I had her bucking, my tongue took her for a ride

Was a joy to dine together, I on her peach, she on my meat
The meal was all low calorie, each course, with whine, could not be beat
Slid her cunt across my face and chin, my chest, and then my abs
My cock was waiting for it, fucking now was up for grabs

She settled down on my erection, I could feel her heat within
She lifted and she twisted and she settled down again
She squeezed me and she teased me, trying hard to make me cum
She was controlling this bouts destiny. She had a finger up my bum.

The sound that I was making, as her pussy sprayed my balls
Could be heard in the next neighborhood. I could tell from all the calls
The ride was wild and wondrous as she wiggled and she bucked
I could tell, when it was over, that I would know that I'd been fucked

This poem was written by request, from the quite salacious Trome
Hope I haven't disappointed, 'cause I'm about to take it home.
Amber was now afire, as I flipped her on her back
She spread her thighs out widely for my cock to take her crack

We watched the penetration as my hard shaft left our sight
I then sucked upon her nipples, she was moaning with delight.
I stroked her and I stoked her, used my log to raise her fire
Asked her what it was , that I could do, to resolve all her desire

She dug her nails into my back, and said, “Give me all your cream!”
“I know that you can do it now, after all this is my dream”
My pecker pulsed, my balls released my semen in her slot
She milked me with her kegeling. She said, “give me all you've got”.

I gave her all, then at the last, as we finished up our bout
I took my cock from in her cunt and some gism flowed right out
We watched as it was falling from her ass down to the sheet
Who will be sleeping in the wet spot, until it's time again to eat?

Trome, was this the idea, or did I get it all wrong?