Fantasies

Sometimes she has the sweetest fantasies,
Sometimes she is as sensual as a dream;
When she's half-smiling and willing to please,
She runs a tongue across her lips to seem
Intrigued and, yes, aroused at the prospect
Of kisses; and the contact she will make
When thoughts of love are less than circumspect,
And there she is on offer: I shall take
Her up as a seductress to seduce,
And make her wanton mouth fulfil a need;
That lovely throat: yes, I would make such use
Of all her sweet face when I spurt my seed;
Those pouting lips that purse, they will be mine;
I'll fantasise to fill them all the time.