Anaphlan
You walked in,
found me naked, hand
clenched around my cock,
strain for release as dominant
as necessary as breath now
ragged with manipulation
and exertion. Your eyes never
leave my hand as you strip,
slow, lean over me to pull
the pillows from behind my
head, give me an all too brief
taste of pure pink nipple
before you kneel, your thighs
astride my ears, eyes still fixed
on my now-faster hand
as my tongue delves
into your deepest secret
places. It is never
long before the
outcome you
expect, desire,
the beautiful,
sticky release
and your shudder
against my
tongue collapse
to chest and
belly
Horror Sleaze Trash 