Some Old poems

Coming up behind you I bit your neck ever so softly
Turning to me I kiss your oh so sweet lips
Dragging your body close to mine
Siding my hands down your back
Creasing your curves 
Dragging your dress up and off your body 
Touching your skin as I side my hands back down
Grabbing your thongs and then ripping it from your body
Moving my hands up to undo you bra
You stand before me bare 
I run my mouth over your breast 
Not missing a one
As I travel in my downwards path
I miss not inch of flesh
Kissing and biting a bit 
As I move to the spot I seek 
Moving my hands down your legs 
Opening them a bit more
You throw your head back as my tongue hits the spot
Moving it like you like 
Creasing your clit with my tongue 
Teasing you 
Moving my fingers in and out of your body
Wanting to hear you scream 
Wanting to taste your sweet nectar 
Then it happens 
You scream out my name 
I taste your oh so sweet juices as they flow into my mouth