Breakfast Beer

A morning beer
a Brazilian beach
temptation
an easy reach,
I caught her eye
and she caught mine
asked if I
had the time,

For a mid-week
morning romp
she promised
not to stomp
Me into the ground
yesterday’s trash
a cute smile and a
lovely ass,

Back to my room
where the maid hadn’t been
off with our clothes
let the fun begin,
Ocean salt
the scent of the beach
she kissed my mouth
and then reached,

Across my belly to my
penis, erect
her fingers around me
had a nice effect,
As she stroked me slowly
more hard, I became
she said: you boys
are all the same,

My eyes closed
I felt her tongue
fingers exploring
the place with no sun,
Brought me to
the brink of release
her skill at the tease
seemed not to cease,

Curtains were open
sun flooding in
she brought me there
again and again,
I wanted to cum
and I wanted to not
as she tied me tight
with each special knot,

Finally she said
I had her permission
to fire my canon
on its morning mission,
With a volley I’m sure
one could hear down the halls
she smiled her smile
squeezed both my balls

We lay there in bed
for a half an hour
then moved our bodies
into the big shower,
Soaped each other
from bottom to top
my erection returned
not ready to stop,