The Tale of Pleasing Me

Oh! how sweetly wet thy glans,
Bulbous tip dripping cheekily
Towards flattering pink,
My tongue divine.
Liquid passion
Lust’s true wine.

Lips tinged with resplendent cream,
Fluid milk pulsing heatedly
Across plumped lips,
Rawly pink.
Salivary sounds,
Passion’s drink.

Gasp! sweet breath of heat,
Surrounding verona delicately.
With suckling kiss,
Wildly tart.
Rhythmically stroking,
Supple art

Vulnerable orgasm doth not make the less.
Shuddering thighs weakened instantly,
Lips stilled on tasty cock
Softy supplicating-
Stand again rigid cock!
And tell the tale...
The tale of pleasing me