It Starts At The Ear

I felt that whisper
and your breath
cool on my neck
before your tongue
slid against my ear
and revealed
the most pleasing of ideas

and your hand
found my form
already responding
to the suggestions
pulling my length
skyward before
you put your mouth
upon me
proving you weren't kidding

and my finger
found the indent
temporarily
protected
(but not for long)
as I advanced beneath the fabric
to run my finger tip
into that groove
delighting in the wetness
of that opening
and working it in deeper

Soon, with the prowess demonstrated
in the slurping of my cock
I relished in the request
that I be placed in your command
that generous ass
bouncing up and down
on my heightened greed
to once again
be infected
by your lust