Midnight Feast

Sneaking down the stairs at midnight,
there is no turning on the kitchen light,
so tippytoe over towards the fridge,
then open the door and the room is lit.

Quietly peeking into the fridge,
a grin on your face as you see what's within,
a trifle, a cake, a tub of ice-cream,
your now wondering, am I in a dream.

Then you feel the arms around your waist,
the warm breath on your neck and a kiss you can taste,
as his arms reach up and take out the cake,
you grab the ice-cream, you don't care if it's a dream!

You both step back and the fridge door closes,
back into the darkness of the night,
he walks over to grab a spoon,
as you walk over towards the light of the moon.

The ice-cream is open and the cake on the table,
the spoon digging into it, ohh it looks delightful,
he guides the spoon towards your mouth,
you smile and a moan is let out.

As the feasting carries on and passion is sparked,
two bodies are joined together in the dark,
ice-cream is smothered all over your skin,
as tongues are licking and fingers don't know where to begin.

Slowly the table is cleared of it's clutter,
your laying there, you start to stutter,
"OMG that is cold,"
as he slides the ice-cream down into your fold.

Legs spread wide as he licks at your pussy,
where the cake and ice-creams going your not fussy,
licking and sucking your back really arched,
god you are coming and this is just the start!