There are things in life that one often misses,
And some of those are your wonderful kisses.
Every time your lips touch mine,
I just melt as our arms entwine.

The kiss you give me with your loving lips,
Sends messages midway ‘tween my hip.
The tingles spread throughout, from there,
Sometimes they even erect my neck hair.

It feels so damn good to be aroused,
My desire seeks to be unhoused.
I miss your kisses on me everywhere,
Especially the ones reserved for down there.

But first, the pleasure must be yours alone,
I kiss your breasts to hear you moan.
My tongue, it traces down your cleavage,
And your black silk hose.

To end at the bud of that precious pearl,
Where luscious nectar dwells my darling girl.
You bid me drink from your velvet cup.
That nectar I fully lap it up.

As your hips, they meet my tongue,
My resolve I fear will be undone.
Your body tempts my manhood grow,
So hard, that throbbing it now shows.

You insist my manhood enter you,
It does just that with a kiss or few.
We mesh perfectly like tongue in groove,
To consummate our special love.

Holding tight the pressure builds,
In rhythm, dancing till seeds do spill.
The tension eased for now,
Sensual caresses in the afterglow.