Glacial Warming

We walked across the snowfield
Caving in the crusted surface,
As we cut a virgin path through the whiteness.
We trudged knee deep a quarter mile and more
The goal we knew, the breathtaking view
Overlooking the ancient blue glacier.

Travelling alone on a winter's day
We trekked to the edge of the canyon. As I stood gazing at the sights so
amazing
She knelt unexpectedly before me.
Her smile was sinful when her eyes met mine,
As she slithered my zipper straight down.

She pulled my cock free into the cold Arctic air
Enveloping it with wet burning lips.
As she gave me a gift of sensual softness,
My response was as hard as a sapphire.
The scenery faded as my mind concentrated
On watching her magical motions.

The pulsing energy of vibrant strokes
Consumed my fading consciousness.
All that existed as the pleasure persisted
Was the feel of her mouth in rhythm
And the searing effect of the chilling north wind
Caressing my saliva soaked penis.

I buried my hands in her soft red hair
As I felt my climax approaching.
My universe exploded as my sperm was unloaded
Into the heat of her passionate mouth.
The ferocious orgasm forced me to scream,
The sounds echoing across the river of ice.