Communion

I kneel before you...goddess, as you lounge on your
altar. Dark tourmaline eyes consider me and recognize my
devotion. Your hand sweeps forward and draws the
edge of your velvet black robe to the side revealing a
rich hazelnut leg. With spellbinding motion your finger
beckons me closer...Your whispering legs part, at their
apex my Holy Communion. My tongue unfurls from my
mouth like a fresh vellum scroll with countless praises
written upon it and greedily I begin to commune with my
goddess. The humming of your pleasure is like a symphony
to my ears. My warrior hands pull you tighter to me as I
search your depths. Goddess fills me as I indulge in your
divine mysteries. Your fingers softly slide through my hair as
your breathing grows heavy and you pull me tighter into you.
Slowly, you begin to slide yourself up and down the mouth
that sings you so many praises. Goddess gasping and hips
jerking, your pleasure splashes fresh Gospel on my tongue,
penned with your divine essence. The cries from my goddess
echo off her temple walls as her body trembles against my
dripping lips. Drunk with your divinity, I lay between your
slick legs in a stupor. I feel your hands again on my head,
pulling me. Obediently, I get back into position and take
communion again.