Breakfast

Breakfast
Croissant, fruit plate, fresh juice, mint tea
Soaked panties
As your long fingers spread out on my knee

Juicy cantaloupe and berries
Flavour bursting on my tongue
Tiny lights buzzing round my head
Fingers crawling up and down
A jeans clad leg
Sometimes a squeeze
A sip of mint
And weakened knees

Your lips are moving
What is that look
Oh, I moaned because
This pineapple's so good
I feed you a slice
You look so surprised
O mother of mercy
You have such sexy eyes

People are waiting
I know we should move
This place is so busy
Your hands are so smooth
I'll stand just as soon as
My damn toes uncurl
Who knew eating breakfast
could rock your whole world

What did we talk about
I really can't say
But conversation was flowing
And so was the slime
Racing down my neck
Flowing through my spine
Leaking out of my pussy
Oozing onto my thigh
A meal so exquisite
Your gaze holding mine
Your hands under the tablecloth
Feel so divine

Our plates are all empty
Waiter's clearing the room
Did she snicker when she told me
"Thanks so much for coming
Hope you come again soon."