I gift my love

I watch the salival drop,

Ooze down from your reddened lips.

The eroticism is palpable,

As onto my glans it drips .

Your hand rises along grasped shaft,

And swirls over newly wetted head.

My god you know what I like,

 My body saying what’s unsaid.

You take me into you warm wet mouth,

I shake, along with your tongue’s tease.

And as your head bobs up and down,

I gift my love, my seed.

Oral Slaves

Lying alone in my empty bed, 

I can more than imagine you giving me head. 

I can feel your tongue lick along shaft,

Your pussy in my face, my hands grabbing your arse. 

Sixty nine a surprise that you liked,

Something before you’d felt over hyped. 

But again with me a new experience to behold,

And I swear my love I’d stay there til I’m old.

For receiving gives pleasure, and that you gave.

I gave it back, each other’s loving oral slaves.

Just The Start

I was in heaven, heaven last week.

You were in my arms, our rarest treat.

You were in our bed, kissing me.

I slipped between your thighs, to lovingly feed.

Your moans, your gasps, your jolts of joy.

You loved my tongue, the methods employed.

You came with a shudder, a bliss filled cry.

I saw love, I saw passion in reflected eyes.

Then your turn, you needed my seed.

You yourself sank to lovingly feed.

You grasped and stroked, sucked and choked.

Feelings of more than lust evoked.

And just like you, I came so fucking hard.

You smiled and licked, left not a drop to discard.

And there we were at just the start.

Of the first night of love, since we’d been forced to part.