Popping Buttons.

My very favorite thing to see
is to see you standing over me,
popping the buttons on your dark, worn jeans
Trying to set your straining cock free.

I can’t wait to get my lips around it
I want to taste you, to kiss your skin.
I want to circle my tongue around you.
This is torment, this is hell, just waiting to begin.

You remind me to be patient,
You tell me not to move.
You drag your cock against my lips,
I cannot begin until you approve.

You lace your fingers in my hair,
You push the head between my lips
You hold me still and motionless.
You pull my hair, slowly tightening your grip.

You ask me if I want to start,
I beg you to fuck my throat.
I want you to push me, to force me
I want you to gag me and make me choke.

You do not say a word,
You just smile and push your way in.
You thrust into my mouth,
But you’re quick to lose your grin.

My mouth is hot, my throat even hotter.
You can feel how tight I am.
I suck and groan, I lick and moan
I am quick to please my man.

You release my head and let me take over
I run my hands up your thighs.
My whole world is focused on your pleasure,
On seeing the passion behind your eyes.

I feel you stiffen on my tongue,
I immediately pick up my pace.
I let my hands grab you tight
I can see the strain on your face.

Your breath is heavy, your balls are tight,
I know it won’t be long.
I want to feel you in my throat,
those bursts of cum…hot, heavy and strong.

I close my eyes and feel you jerk,
You grab me by the jaw
You force me up and down, back and forth
Now you’re fucking my throat raw.

Finally, the time has come
You’re ready to explode.
I push my mouth down your length,
I’m desperate for your load.

I hear you moan, I feel your thrust,
You give me all your cum.
Jerk after jerk, burst after burst.
I wait until you’re done.

I lean back on my heels,
You tell me to open wide.
I stick out my tongue, I show you your load,
You nod…I smile and swallow it with pride.