Our Eloquence

His eloquence is really all I need
I stay silent, yet am of use to him;
He watches redheads on his screen. I feed
His cock into my mouth. Then he can bring
​The lust he feels for them to such a head
That he's quite ready to begin the flood
Of wet excitement, as he spurts a thread
Of semen, with a taste to warm my blood.
Vicarious pleasure in my shining eyes,
I observe him and wait 'til need adjusts:
He lifts me to his lap. He spreads my thighs
So, we can make love now and requite lusts,
Pulling me on to him, making me slick,
Wanting submission to his rhetoric.