A Three-Way?

I find myself naked
on a blue blanket under blue sky.
You’re sitting there watching me stir,
A soft smile on your lips.

I sigh and stretch,
sated, satisfied.
You lean forward,
Kiss me gently.

“How about a
three-way?” you ask.
“Two tongues
On your two sets of lips?
Two hard cocks?
You could suck one and
Fuck one.
Would you like that?”

I consider,
But for only a moment.

You’re all I need.

Your clever tongue is
more than enough,
Working its magic
on my lips,
in my mouth,
on my neck.
Licking and flicking
my nipples,
my stomach,
the back of my knees,
the inside of my thighs,
my pussy,
my clit.
All my thoughts are concentrated
Right there.

Your thick cock
Is what I crave
In my hands,
In my mouth,
In my cunt.
I don’t want to split my attention
From the delicious fullness,
the sweet slick sliding,
the slow, seductive rocking,
the fast, frenzied thrusting
of your proud and glorious cock.

Your grunts and groans
are what I need.
Your voice alone
narrating what you’re going to do to me,
telling me how I make you feel,
demanding me to fuck you harder,
begging me to cum for you.

Your orgasm is the one
I want to feel
Deep inside
my cunt,
my core,
my heart,
my soul
As I cum with you.

Your arms are the ones
I want to hold me
As my body goes limp
And I drift off…

A three-way?
No, i don’t think so.
How would it be possible
to divide my soul?
You’re the one who
makes me whole.