Deep Throat

heavy breathing
from another round
where
entangled
your thrusts
bring me closer.
but I stall
cause I want
to taste us,
you
see the desire,
mouth opened
your cock slowly
moves
in
and out,
more of you
each time,
excited…
you thrust
it
down
my
throat
till it is deep
and I suck
overcome
the intensity
has you withdraw
only to do it
again
and
again
till
you can’t take
more…
seed spills
my lips

Open #2

You grab my hair,
strands in your hand,
fingers in a fist
and you pull…
then release
and
I bite
my lip
instinctively.

A rush of lust,
I feel your
other palm
on my ass.
Firm.
Still.
A squeeze
with every
thrust.
Deep.
Long.

Sliding between
open
lips
that wet
each stroke
of your cock.
Your grunts
My moans
mirror the
ecstasy
that builds,
rising with every
connection.

Open
to each other’s
hunger,
meeting
halfway,
you ride
I grind
into the night
again
and again

*see photo credits