Searching For

I'm needful of a Creole Miss
Who won't deny myself a kiss
Who writes erotic words of play
I want her so. What can I say?
 
I write her lewd poems in return
For hers that make my own loins burn
She has a way and an effect
Her written words bring me erect
 
She writes of lying in the sack
She is bare assed and on her back
Her legs are spread to show her clit
Invites me for a taste of it
 
At speed of light, through internet
Returning words with no regret
I settle there with tongue and lips
As she rotates her luscious hips  
 
Her breasts receive my hands above
As lips and tongue make oral love
I twist each nipple in its place
She then climaxes on my face
 
The taste of her is so divine
She turns and has a taste of mine
She licks the pre-cum from the top
I fertilize, she does not stop
 
She sucks my straw until I'm done
As I said, she is the one
Drinks every drop 'til I am through
While I'm still tasting of her dew
 
We're still turned on by oral sex
We know the real thing's coming next
My hard on is still standing straight
Her pussy's wet from where I've ate
 
I grab her ass in both my hands
I hope to meat all her demands
I plant my cock in her abyss
Our tongues entwine in one hot kiss
 
The heat increases in her twat
I give her every inch I've got
She clinches me with all her might
I cycle in her pussy tight
 
For every stroke she has return
If not for lube, we'd surely burn
She digs her nails deep in my back
Makes me go deeper in her crack
 
My balls are battering her ass
They almost enter pass to pass
I suck her nipples as we screw
We're cumming soon, and then we're through.
 
I feel her flow around my tool
She feels the gism from my jewel
We moan and groan and cum at last
As many times back in the past
 
This is not real, for we've not met
The words we write are all we get
Imagination was in play
Maybe we'll meat another day