Sensation

You still give my mind sensation
Driving me to masturbation
When I read erotic poems that you write
Can picture every single verse
It is a joy and not a curse
They carry on into my dreams at night

Your luscious lips set fire
To my own lips with desire
My tongue tip penetrates for oral bliss
Your breasts fill up my hands
As my hard erection stands
And so begins the passion with a kiss

Your mouth wraps my firm erection
The way you move is pure perfection
Your oral sex still drives me to the edge
I turn myself around
Return the joy by going down
To give you satisfaction, that's my pledge

I kiss the insides of your thighs
And there before my very eyes
Is the object of my oral sex pursuit
I spread your lower lips apart
And my tongue begins to dart
On your swollen clit that I salute

I can hear you gasp and moan
Even though I'm all a lone
Imagining the sweet taste of your cunt
Your honey juices start to flow
As I service you below
You can hear my own sounds; groan and grunt

You are pulling on my hair
“Don't move on, that's it right there!”
My tongue tip's barely flicking on your clit
My middle finger's in your “V”
My finger print is on your “G”
I know my cock will be a perfect fit