Fingering

I love to see your hands
at play

watch you

toying

Stroking fingers down your length

Teasing foreskin at the tip
Fingers slick with my juices
Scented of the gift you gave
when you plunged into my secrets
pleasing your wet
and willing slave

Yours are long, dexterous fingers
Smooth of skin
sure the touch
Now set to fondling of your manhood
while I lay
content to watch

Slow your member

to reacting
sleepy serpent in your hand
Weary from already coming
In waking he begins to stand
I see you harden with your efforts
knowing hands with wonderous skill
Teasing life into your manhood
Raising passion
at will
Rich with a lovely creme
your swollen tool
responding
with the glide of your caressing

Dry of mouth
I slowly lick my lips
I watch you glisten

shifting my hips
I confess...
I could watch you

all night