What A View

What a view of you,
   down on your knees.
Your head tilted back,
   eyes locked on me.

Anticipation
   of what's to come.
My heart now pounding
   a beat like a drum.

You caress my balls,
   and grasp my shaft.
Excited for you
   to apply your craft.

The strokes of your hand
   build such a need.
Slow pumps of my length
   create liquid beads.

Pulsing and dripping,
   wanting release.
You torture me more.
   Such a cock tease.

Extending your tongue,
   you stroke my notch
And torture my head.
   A fucking hot, watch.

Against your sweet lips
   my head quivers.
As you take an inch,
   my body shivers.

My head in and out
   of your warm lips,
Makes me grab your head
   and thrust my hips.

More inches you take
   with every thrust.
Fucking your mouth brings
   a state of lust.

Exquisite suction
   nursing my shaft.
Torturous tension
   I can't outlast.

Mouth and hand combine
  to bring an end.
You milk and I burst,
  nothing left to expend.

My pleasure dripping
   all over you,
Down on your knees and,
   Oh, what a view.