Wet Dream

It was a beautiful Friday February night
The stars danced around the moon
Giving the skies a sexual climatic feeling,
I must say had me intense with personal satisfaction.
Knowing I was on my way home, which made the ride sexual
While listening to slow R&B music, thinking of my lady
Made my man wood stand at its highest peak.
Arriving home, putting work behind me,
I slide the master key into the keyhole
Not knowing that was the plan all along.
Opened up the door love melodies filled the living room,
A trail of red & white panties leading me to the bedroom.
Cocked, ready, & loaded on the bed was this lovely sex pistol
Who whispered, "I want you in every way", Without a moments hesitation
My cloths came off like Velcro as I gently slide her way.
She opened up her legs parting them like the red sea
But what I saw was something pink, so I dove right in face first
Allowing my tongue to be the guide, love emotions built up
As my lovely lady began to produce a water slide.
Splash, as I palmed her ass letting her know the taste is beyond belief,
Sucking her dry as if I were starring in True Blood, HBO would have been proud.
The way she stuck her nails into my back that let off a spark,
But this love scene was more of a Cinemax feature
Because this is what happens every Friday in my home after dark.
Picking her up, I thrust forward into her sweet pleasures
A back and forth motion as she holds onto my bald head
Sweat dripping from her hair all the way down to her ass
We both laugh, immediately followed by moans of joy
As we look into each other eyes
We right then and there knew love was in the room, then Boom!
Things begin to appear not as what it seemed
For I could not believe, that  none of this was taken place
Are you serious!  At the age of forty I'm having a wet dream.
Wow!