August nights

You arrive
Late at night
Always

I ask myself
Why?

You undress
Kiss my lips
Probe your tongue
Deep inside
My willing mouth

I ache
For your touch

You move your mouth
Further down
Trace a line
With your tongue
To my breasts

Your mouth engulfs my nipple
You suck it
Hard

It starts as pleasure
Turns to pain
And back to pleasure
Again

You grip my hips
Tight
In both hands
Your mouth is on
My cunt

Slowly
You lick
You flick
Your tongue
On my clit
Then down
Deep into my wetness

I spasm
And arch my back
Your tongue
Probes
Deep within
And then out
Towards my arse

You pull me down
On to your tongue
Lapping at my butt
Your fingers
In my
Warm
Wet
Pussy

My breasts
Tingle
My nipples
Stand tall
I feel
The pleasure
Spread through
My body
I know
I'm going to
.........

I'm impaled
On your cock
I am lost
In the
Moment
You slide in
Hard and deep
And I cum
As you fuck me

You leave
Before
Morning
Light
Always

I ask myself
Why?