The Taste of You

I kneel before you,
my mouth warm and wet
inviting, enveloping you,
sliding slowly down your shaft.

I take you in deeper,
my tongue swirling around
licking you, tasting you
drawing you in further.

You stand before me,
hands grip my hair,
as you slowly pump,
pushing deeper in my mouth.

Your movements quicken
unable to control the need.
You watch as I draw you
in and out, our eyes meet.

Watching you, I lick the
length of your hard cock
teasing the head,
tasting your treasure.

Watching me, you grow
eager, needing to
explode into my mouth
releasing your power.

Grabbing your hips,
pulling you deeper,
I hear your intake
as you begin to fuck my face.

Deeper, nose pressed against you,
I taste you as your cum
slides down my throat
I drink you in.

You watch me, amazed,
as I retrieve
the last pearl,
with the tip of my tongue.