From the Throne Within My mind

I dine upon your honey dew
From the throne within my mind
Your lips are spread out widely
My hands cupping your behind

The scent and spray forthcoming
Bringing moisture to the air
All else in the world forgotten
But the pleasure I find there

I hear the moans escape your lips
Your hips grind on my face
Take my sweet time to get you off
After all, it's not a race

I can make it happen any time
Make you wet and make you scream
After all it is my own mind's throne
And I'm the master in my dream