In the Car

In the car, at the back of an abandoned field
I lay back against the door
And feel your tongue on my erection
Flicking under the tip, around its swollen head
And then so warm in your mouth.
Your lips hold my hardness
And I feel such pleasure.
In a few moments my breath quickens,
I build, I grip your hand
And squeeze it as I come, I come,
I come in your mouth.
I come in my mother's mouth.