That Night in England

Fond memories of that night in England.
Under the watchful Eye of London from our hotel window.
I lay nude on the bed,
Stroking myself in silent submission,
As you did a slow strip tease about the room.

Casting off the Silk scarves one by one,
Revealing bronzed skin,
Tantalizing,
Moving close to the bed,
Draping the silk over my cock,
Its texture sends ecstasy through my body.

You dance away.
Waving a finger as if to say,
Not yet my love!
Not yet!

The edging is now unbearable,
As the last Silk is discarded.
You stand at the foot of the bed.
Slipping off your bra!

Your breasts are now free from their restraints,
You raise your arms and drop them.
Your firm tits jiggling.
Nipples aroused.

Our latest tryst is in full swing,
Our rule of silence was almost broken,
As a sexy smile adorns your pretty face.

You bring over the desk chair closer to the bed,
You slip off your blue Silk panties,
You put one foot on the chair,
And spread your legs.
Your freshly shaved pussy is on full display now.

You spread your lips for me,
And I see your pinkness,
Slick with wetness,
I smell it from the bed.
The time is close now.

You move onto the bed,
And sit on my face.
My tongue slipping inside your hot fold.
Soon your orgasm is in full force.
Drenching my face,
Burst after burst,
Of your passion,
Sliding down my throat!

You slide off me,
Still full of insatiable energy!

You slide your pussy over my hardness.
I enter you easily as you are slick from your orgasms.

Riding me cowgirl style,
Your pussy never fails to feel so fucking good on my cock.
We fit together well.
A rhythm of two now one!

In one easy motion that would score a ten in a sexual gymnastics contest
You roll yourself onto your back.
Your well-defined legs wrapping around my back.

You squeeze and release your Kegel muscles over and over.
A slight sucking sound enters our lovemaking,
As I start to pull out a little,
Only to be pulled inside you.

The nerve endings in my cockhead send little electric shudders through my body.
My body shakes a little.
I am so close to cumming inside you.
So in sync, you pull. me in closer your arms pulling me closer to your face,

I look into your eyes.
The lustful fire burns bright.
It sends me over the edge.
I burst my seed inside you.
As per our silence rule,
I say nothing except a couple of grunts.
Ugh! Ugh.

Every ounce of my juice is now inside you.
I collapse on top of your softness.
You release me and I roll off of you.
Laying now on my back, panting,

You take my hand and place it over your heart.
I take yours and place it over mine.
A simple gesture that goes beyond words.
We fall asleep under the watchful Eye of London!