It Is An Art

~Please her and she will please you~

~I love to taste your body sweet

drink the nectar’s brew~

~Flying high on ecstasy

making love to you~

~The scent within you sweet and moist

of Heavenly delight~

~My tongue inside you sings rejoice

quenching my appetite~

~Using my tongue as if a snake

thrusting deep the core~

~Moving up down your body quakes

begging me for more~

~I feel you quiver within your thighs

releasing pleasures stream~

~I selfishly devour the cumming delight

of clear like milky cream~

~Probing deeper with hungry prods

indulging the cumming brew~

~Nectar fit to please the Gods

of precious flowing spew~

~You squeeze my head between your thighs

gasping for your breath~

~Pulling me forward singing in sigh

no longer in distress~

~Drunk on nectar meant for Gods

throbbing hard and stout~

~My seed is bustling within my pod

fighting to get out~

~You take my pod within your hand

the hard between your lips~

~Gently squeeze the podding’s gland

sucking with hungry sips~

~In and out and down your throat

releasing my cumming seed~

~You take in all swallowing the load

giving me ecstasy~

~The night is young our hunger evolves

yearning to cum again~

~We spend the night in Kamasutra’s mall

cumming to the end~

~Exploding together in passions lust

satisfying every desire~

~Filling the room with the scent of musk

burning passions fire~

Duke Sherman