Laid here
I'm laid here starving, paralyzed I'm stuck in just one spot, I watch her spread across my face, showing all she's got
Lips open tantalisingly still she's out of my reach, I put my hands on her ass, it is my favourite Peach
I can clearly see her inner lips, they have a Pinkness of a Rose, the smell of fresh sex, wafts towards my nose
Closer and closer, finally her sacred gardens meets my lips, I flick my tongue across her, I steal some little sips
She lowers herself onto my mouth, she starts a slow and rhythmic grind, deep hip thrusting circles, she starts to blow my mind
Juices flowing freely my face soaked by the sweetest juice, her orgasms are getting closer, she lets her passions loose
She rises and falls on my face, I fuck her with my hungry tongue, flicking, licking, probing, until I make her cum
With a shudder and a gush, my goatee full of her sexual pleasure, I write it out in poetry for the world to treasure
She helps me to the bathroom, we share a steamy shower, then we climb into bed and she's asleep within the hour
Me I'm laid here paralyzed and I can't believe my luck, how did I get so lucky, to have a dream girl like her to fuck
Yes we all know its just a dream and I'm in my bed alone but that doesn't stop me dreaming and writing on my phone
THE KINKY POET