Fantasy

Dangling in between my legs was my stoned tail Making every effort to peep out of the zip Just appreciate the the glory of God displaying wonders right in its presence in our solitude. Salivating was my mouth As my lips and tongues will not stop hitting each other, all calling for a taste of their tantalizing counterparts And just like magic God of make way intervened, Like a dream come true The tantalizing object came closer right there in our solitude Without no further argument, we both were in our birthday suit Revealing unto each other the hidden treasures of the most high The sight of her curves and edges gave a tremendous satisfaction to my tail While it stood straight in its massiveness and hugeness honouring the presence of its doom On her knees she went Like a chorister holding microphone She held my thirsty tail In no minute, a remix of Hallelujah Chorus was being sang This time, with no clear notes but sounds With my vocal cord adding violin effect to the sound In a blink of an eye, We were both drenched in her soft saliva Running down like an erosion. With no further hesitation, her curves were in my palms Causing a friction between her succulence and softness and my long standing hardness In and out it moved With every entrance appeared different effect With some came high pitch While some, low pitch And suddenly I was woken up by my cold warm underwear Then it became obvious I have been dreaming! Oh what a fantasy! ©ABSOL