Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Morning Walk

I grip your leash tightly

My thumb in your dirty little hole

Two fingers rubbing your clit

You shiver and squirt your juices

I lick your nectar from my hand

Slide my cock inside for just a minute

You get on your knees

I mount your face and feed you your own taste

Grab your head and stroke your mouth

Grip your hair and revel in the sweet release

I lay back against the tree

Watch you clean the mess you made