Her arched silhouette, a call to sin,

One finger raised, an invitation undenied.

Knees locked tight, but her toes wiggle apart,

Her thighs wrap around, as she corrals me in.

Whispered moans, sending shivers down my spine,

My face in her service, lost in her heat.

I’m rock hard, throbbing, aching to thrust,

But tonight, she rides me, I surrender.

Her aim to suffocate, drown me in lust,

My aim taste her cum, a goddess in rut.

Her hips thrust wild, hands splayed open wide,

Her body trembles, breaking scene, losing pride.

Then comes her tribute, hot, sweet, divine,

She floods my tongue, oozing down my chest.

Every drop, a salvation, nectar of the gods,

Until she collapses, trembling, unwound.

Leaning in, kisses me slowly, she tastes herself,

Then leaves me aching, ruined, and dazed.

Nothing else matters, only in her service,

Completely hers.

Completely blown.