The King and I

He sat fixated on her Watching her every move She gently rubbed her hands together Warming them up before she held it She leaned forward to take a look Before adjusting her posture Her jet black hair complemented her tanned skin She parted her silky soft rosy lips And put it in Then took it out and hypnotically licked the end Before placing the end back between her lips This was the moment he was waiting for The suspense would be denied its satisfaction He knew that all this was for him His pleasure would be adorned and excessively aroused Then she began He closed his eyes to block out the world The smile on his face express the peak of his delight As she played Lakme’ SousLe Dome Epais (The Flower Duet)