THE MAGIC OF YOUR TONGUE (6)

MY
lover paused and retrieved
a wine glass from the bedside table;
I was still in a whirlwind when
my mouth was kissed and a
flow of wine gently restored
my awareness of the real world:
passion and wine are a thousand proof.
TAKING
my hand my lover slowly and gently
pressed my fingers together passing
a wine-soaked tongue between them
asking me to gently suck it.....
In and out...in and out...
Down below my manhood was weeping
slow drops of desire indicating a
quest for the need to open the flood gate.
THEN
my lover's mouth covered a thumb
 and started sucking slow at first then faster;
as a hand grasped my cock and began piston
movements....my erotic world was spinning....
THEN...OH THEN.....................