Anatomy of a blowjob

by VelvetFletcher on October 17, 2013

in Sex

I trail my mouth
down his stomach
a scattering of hair
leading me towards
Mecca.

His arousal is evident
standing amongst the sheets
like a proud soldier
called to attention
by my command.

I wrap my lips around him,
gasps; music in my ears,
hands fisting the sheets;
poetry.

He glistens with my moisture,
a well licked cock is a sight to behold
and I am beholding it,
proud.

“Please” he mumbles,
throaty with need.
I bend my head again,
the task in front of me
a challenge and
a pleasure.

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