Too Hot To Make Love

Another lazy Sunday afternoon
Kissed by the summer sun
We are lying sluggishly on a blanket
Amidst a lush green meadow
At the little remote clearing

It's way too hot to make love
I just want to tease your dick a little
I'm holding it in my hand
Playing with my tongue on the tip
Finally closing my lips around it

In my mouth your cock grows
Hard and proudly erected
In the blink of an eye I'm on fire
I suck your dick deep into my throat
Like I wanted to swallow it

All of a sudden I pull back
Your moaning is followed by silence
That echoes in eternity
A magical moment of endless possibilities
In this second our souls mingle

Then the dance starts anew
Your hands on my hips demand me
To speed up my movements
Throwing back my hair
I give in to my basic Instincts

Throaty groans and cries of pleasure
Accompany our hell of a ride
Chevalier and horse become one
Wild, sweaty and hilarious
We dash over the finish line

It's time to move to a shadowy place
Beneath the old oak tree
On this Sunday afternoon
Being much too hot
To make love