The Devil On My Lips, But I’m In Heaven


You watch me from your seat.

Across the room

your eyes follows my every move.

You lean back against the chair,

Getting a better view as I

Sway my hips and unbutton my shirt;

Slowly walking towards you,

The devil on my lips,

Needing to feed.

Breasts exposed,

Panties shown.

I drop to my knees.

Taking you in my mouth,

Feeling the heat,

The hardness.

You put your hand in my hair


Pushing deeper.

You moan,

And I know I’m in Heaven.