Drop of sin
You sit on the edge of your desk, your legs spread opened wide, I'm on my knees before you, I take a peek inside
I see your pretty petals. They are the cutest pink and wet, I'm close enough to smell your sex but I haven't tasted your pussy yet
You reach forward to grab my head. You pull me in real tight, I start to make circles on your bud, it feels so good tonight
You grip my head tighter, as you push your pussy into my face, you lift yourself up and down, you control the depth and pace
I lap with perfect timing, the moment you go down my tongue go up, each lick collects your juice, on your pussy I love to sup
You grind yourself hard into my face, you ride me hard and fast, my mouth is getting jaw ache, I don't know how long that i can last
I feel you start to quiver, you toss your head back and scream my name, it inspires me to tongue you harder, my technique it fans your flame
Soon I'm drowning in your sex, you soak my beard and chin, I run my tongue all over my face, trying to catch each drop of sin
THE KINKY POET