Silent Permission

Sitting in your easy chair
I can see your eyes are wanting and hungry.

Slowly glancing down,
I notice you aren’t wearing panties.

Then, lustfully smiling,
You open your legs slightly
Giving me your silent permission
To come over and make love with you.

You stand up,
And as though you are handing me a gift;
You allow me to unravel your baby doll gown,
And kiss you freely to explore
Your naked skin with eagerness.

Your body responds
With moist anticipation of my erection.

Whispering in your ear, I say,
“Honey I want you so badly.”

Then cupping my hands
I reach around
And seize your shapely butt with a purpose.

You react with, “Take me—take me now.”
Absorbing your tender kisses
With my lips
Your passion fuels my desire.

With an aggressive pull,
I bring you close to me
And with an anxious tongue
I tease every orbiting inch of your womanhood,
Arousing the lust in your submissive thighs.

Your clit’s color
Turns into that of ripened cherries
As your vulva dances on my tongue
Giving me succulent nourishment for my mouth.

The dark triangular nest between your protective thighs
Brushes against my face
And I can feel your excitement heightening
As you spread your cheeks
Allowing my middle finger
To penetrate and play
With the tightness of your glorious booty.

I can tell your climax is near
Because your hands grab the back of my head
And you pull my face into your delicious forest
Wetting my tongue with your honey
To satisfy your womanly needs.