A story of cum

whisper thin
hanging like pearls
taking you in my mouth
tastes like salt water and honey
with the consticency of the smoothest cream
see the blush of roses on your cheeks
that flush of self satisfaction
exhausted smile, exhausted limbs
hips quiver in time with my mouth
and as I lay down with you
turning towards me with shining eyes
one happy face
caressing my soft skin trailing your fingers
towards my still moist lips
glazed with you
holding me close
whispering in my ear
'that was the best fucking head ever, my dear'