My Boyfriend Steve

My boyfriend Steve is 19.
I've stolen him from home.
His mother is my co-worker.
She and I are both 39.

My boyfriend Steve has
such a lovely set of goods.
The first time I realized it
was sitting in the stands
with his mother at his
swim meet.
Speedos.
Mmmm!

My boyfriend Steve lays on my bed
while I lick his nuts.
I let my smooth fingers slide
up his length to discover
the purple tip of his cock
peaking out of his fleshy turtleneck
dripping hot slippery tears
into Steve's bellybutton.

My boyfriend Steve says that
the pleasure that his cock gives him
is sometimes enough to make him lose
his fucking mind.

My panties slipped off
and onto the floor.

Now sitting in his lap
with eight inches of Steve
rammed so hard and true
up between the slippery wet lips
of my cunt.

He grips my swerving hips
while I watch the struggle
play across his face.

I shrug my naked shoulders
and press nipples to his cheeks.

And in the fading light
of a Thursday evening
in my bedroom,
a young man is consumed
once again
by every ounce of pleasure
that lust has made his gift.

A tear of joy drips down his cheek.
A sticky tear of cum drips down my thigh.

I smile and grind down on him
til I cum.