Wheelchair love
Sitting in my wheelchair as you come through my door, you smile at me seductively has your coat drops to the floor
Your standing in your lingerie, my mouth drops open wide, you come in much closer, then ask me for a ride
You climb on to my lap, I can't just believe my eyes, I scan you all over before I run my hands along your thighs
Soft silky stockings, a basque of the softest lace, you don't need to ask if I'm happy, it's written on my face
Then you spin around with your back to me, I reach around to have a feel, my fingers slide inside your basque, you're oozing sex appeal
Nipples harden instantly, your neck is mine to bite, nipping at you as I play, your my sex playground for the night
I slide aside your panties, my fingers dive right in, your wetness screams your ready, as another digit hunts for sin
Finger fucking with one hand, the other running around your skin, you begin to sigh and moan as your orgasms roll right in
Then I roll us into the kitchen, I tell you climb up on the side, bring yourself to the edge and spread your legs real wide
Then I raise the unit, until you're at the perfect height, I roll in between your legs, I begin to eat you right
Soaked panties pulled aside, my tongue dances on your clit, lapping up your nectar, dripping from your slit
Head buried deep between your legs, tongue licking hard and fast, you begin to grind in my face, how much longer will you last
You begin to start to quiver, your body begins to get the shakes, you push your pussy into my face, we really test my wheelchairs breaks
Then you throw your head back, my beards covered in your sex, I pull you down onto my lap, gentle hugs are what come next
Then to my dismay, I wake up and you're not there, I'm sitting in the living room having, dozed off in my chair
THE KINKY POET