Innocent Cocksucker

Innocent Jiya, so sweet and pure,
Kneeling before Sam, her actions obscure.
Hands and tongue moving with rapid motion,
Sam's focus on his breath, a determined devotion.

She looks like an angel, so unaware,
Of the effect she has, the love she ensnares.
The sun shines down on her fair skin,
Sam rooted to the floor, caught in a sin.

"You can come in my mouth, sir,"

Her words, so dirty, in a schoolgirl's voice,
Meek and quiet, but filled with choice.
She offers to please, to bring him joy,
But Sam knows it's wrong, a forbidden ploy.

"I… I really don't mind. I'm only here to make your cock happy"

With every suck and flick, pleasure so intense,
Sam can't resist, he's lost his defense.
He's mesmerized, under Jiya's control,
Powerless to resist, unable to console.

"I know that if you shot your load all over my tongue
it would make you the happiest you've ever been."

"It's okay," she whispers, breath warm and sweet,
A secret they can keep, a lover's deceit.
Sam knows the danger, the addictive hold,
But her beauty captivates, her allure unfolds.

"You wouldn't need to say anything,
you wouldn't even need to do anything.
It could just be our little secret.
Any time we were alone together,
I could do this to you
and you wouldn't need to promise me anything in return."

The sunlight glows through her golden tresses,
He can't fight it, his will slowly lessens.
She promises pleasure, with every lick and suck,
Sam's mind narrowed down to his throbbing luck.

"Stop fighting," she purrs, urging him on,
His body's desires, to them he's drawn.
She swears to clean up, to erase any regret,
But Sam knows the truth, it's hard to forget.

In his wife's eyes, he'll feel the weight,
Every time he sees the girl next door, so great.
But his desire takes control, it's in command,
Sam gives in, his resistance disbands.

All you need to do is what your
body wants to do naturally, sir,
and I'll… I'll swallow every drop, I promise I will.
I'll clean up your prick so good,
you won't regret this for even a second, I…."

He watches himself, lost in the moment,
Unaware he's surrendered, his will dormant.
His pleasure overpowers, his mind no longer clear,
As he releases, into Jiya's mouth, his fear.