Ode to Oral.

I miss the taste of your pussy
the feel of your clit between my lips
the look on your face when I look up at you
the sound of your moans in my ears

your pelvis tilting back and forth as
you squirm under my tongue
my fingers digging into the soft skin
of your perfect ass

Feeling your fingers wander
desperately through my hair
then you gasp, and your hands
grasp quickly for the headboard

I inhale as deeply as I can
against your squirming
breathing in the heady scent
of your pheromones

My left hand reaching up
middle finger sliding inside your
dripping wet pussy

You pushing down from the headboard
pressing your clit deeper
into my mouth, my finger
going deeper inside you

I curl my finger upward, as if
I'm beckoning you to come
closer

you rock your pelvis against my lips and hand
as my finger skips
over your g spot

I pump my middle finger in and out
a few times, before
I add my index finger

I curl them together in the same
beckoning gesture
as I reach up
with my right hand, and
find your breast

I massage it gently, before
finding your nipple and
giving it a firm pinch.

I feel the tremor run down your legs
like an electric shock