Lady in Red

Hands and hair tied.
her playful hand,
teasing his limp rod.
Her warm mouth,encroaching
him; swollen.
Her mouth melting him,
he's molten.
Her tongue searching
every morsel of his parcel.
guiding him in her portals;
Shallow, deep-strokes, partial.
Her wide mouth, spread open.
Eyes wide shout, she's choken.
Full-lips, stretched thin,
wrapped around him:
Thrusting.
Deep,
his encumbrance,
she's embracing.
Guiding hands, Guiding him.
Heart racing.
Below her waist,
she's pulsating.

His grip clenching her golden locks,
her head held firmly in place,
he hastens his pace.
Tongue eager for the tasting.
He explodes; sprouting
a thick creamy load;
racing to fill her mouth
his fluid in motion.
Her hands, slow motion
still clenched around his shaft,
cupping his sac;
she swallows;
milking him dry of his juices,
she swallows more;
as he tilts his head back; it pulses.
she savors him;
squirting; silky
white streaming down
her lips.
One long lick,
with the undersides of her tongue.
she's a classic.