Thursday, August 11, 2005

Your Head

Reminisce, I have all night,
Of how your head, I held so tight,
Between my legs, your gentle kiss,
Your tongue so warm upon my clit.
My fingers in your hair I ran,
As you licked until I could not stand,
My legs spread wide, for you to taste,
The wetness that my pussy makes.
Shivering, shaking, I came undone,
Upon your face so hard I'd come.
And spill myself upon your chin,
And yet you'd lick it still again.
Then bring your lips to me so wet,
I'd taste myself as our kisses met.
All night these thoughts I see in bed,
And touch myself as I miss your head. 

No comments:

Post a Comment