The Place

There’s something quite arousing in the way she spreads her “wares”,  
Where now lies smooth and supple flesh where there formerly was hair,  
It used to be luxurious a thick and luscious pelt,  
When I would lick where formerly I dicked and sticked and felt.  
The way they lie against her thighs an open invitation,  
One can only smile and throb at the exquisite sensation.  
There was a time when it was mine to do as I would please,  
No matter if I wanted love or lust between her knees,  
“Dive right in”, she’d say to me, "eat all that you need",  
And don’t you think I went without, in all my lusty greed.  
“Just like that you naughty man”, “oooh that feels so good”,  
“Make my little man stand up and coax him from his hood”,  
“Add another finger and I’ll promise you you’ll smile,  
“And you might as well get comfortable, for you’ll be down there for a while!”  
But I digress beneath her dress, for I got caught in the dream,    
And somehow forgot that juicy spot where she can make her cream,  
It seems she does it easily right after she does squirt,
"Rub me raw right to the bone and make me wet and hurt!".  
Oh the stiffened memories of how it smelled so sweet,  
And tasted like nirvana just a tasty sticky treat,  
She really had an appetite for me to eat that thing,  
And I so willing anytime to really make her sing.  
She used to pound my face sometimes, or smother me at others,  
She rather have me licking her if she could have her druthers,  
Tongues and fun and fingers too, sometimes even toys,  
Sometimes it’s so good to be the best of all the boys.  
So when I see her all pulled back to see her stuff inside,  
Offering up a secret place for all I have to hide,  
I can’t forget just how she smiled whenever she would tease,  
Begging with her eyes and more for me to “do me please”,  
And so I sit behind my screen recalling days gone by,  
And still can taste that luscious place the best and that’s no lie….