Lazy Sunday

Sunday afternoon living room
Papers read lunch fed
Feeling bored being ignored
Anything you want to do?
She peers over her book
With a sly look
You!
Who?  
You, male tart
Get your drawers off for a start,
Get yours off first
Today I haven’t worn them  
Proving it lifting hem
 
I ask why were you ignoring me?
‘Cos you were boring me
Been flashing my fanny  
For half an hour
For all the interest you took
I might have been your granny
Let’s not fight I’ll put it right
Don’t have to wait until tonight
 
Hmmn she says that sounds better
Come to momma little go-getter
Sheepskin rug by the fireplace
Strokes herself with uncommon grace
I’m down beside her lost in her eyes
As her fingers slip inside my flies
I see I’ve made things hard for you
Off with your clothes  
You know what to do
 
Blessed Sunday’s lazy way
Got her to myself  
I open her gown magnificent breast
Kiss her nipples feeling  blessed
To have this beautiful woman for my own
Her skin as black as night
Mine almost gleaming it’s so white
 
Down the length of her body slowly go
To find her secrets down below
 
Oh rapturous joy of cunnilingus  
More pleasurable this than mere fingers
She’s stretching her lithe legs wider apart
I feel the crazy pounding of my heart
As tongue reaches her sacred yoni
So bonny
 
Slide my tongue inside
Spread her labia tight and wide
So I can lick all her femininity
Blissfully
Setting my soul free  
Enjoying the taste the smell  
I know so well
 
The universe consisting of her and me
Lost in time
In passion sublime
Her clitoris stands proud, erect
Kiss it with reverential respect  
 
Feel her mouth find my throbbing cock
Close over it with gentle shock
Nibbling gently with pearl white teeth
Almost causes my relief
She’s psychic knows just how far to go
Eases off she takes it slow
 
Now her clitoris lightly teasing
Hear her scream I know I’m pleasing
Fuck me you bastard! she’s  out of control
Screw me ram it in my hole!
Above her I hesitate, say please then
Oh you bastard! pretty please
I’m nearly coming oh god don’t tease
 
I push in slowly knowing I’m driving her mad
She wants it fast she wants it bad
She’s working jerking I can’t last
I have to fill my urgent need
Increasing both in force and speed
 
Her nails are raking down by back
Drawing blood
We come my shouts mixing with hers
Oh god that's good
The neighbours will hear but hell who cares
Nothing else matters as my mind shatters
And the juices run
Sweet Sunday fun