Imagine me kissing your shaft and looking at your whole erection.
I gently rub your corpora spongiosa between my forefinger and middle finger feeling you grow with firmness.
Easing back your foreskin and shaft skin I see your glistening glans oozing precum.
I lick it from under your frenulum and you harden even more.
Opening my mouth I take you past my moist lips grazing the top of your glans gently with my front teeth as it rests its weight on my tongue.
My hand reaches under my chin and through your open legs to cup your swollen testicles whilst my other hand massages a buttock cheek.
You are panting and you place both hands on my head as if I’m receiving a blessing. They slowly dictate the speed of your cumming orgasm.
Then as I touch your puckered sphincter with my finger you cry out:
“Receive this nectar that is given for you, take and swallow it for it is life and love.”
You fill my Chalice, coating my tongue, teeth, cheek walls and throat with the holy juice. I use my finger to gather up the excess I can feel around my lips and chin that has escaped my mouth during your thrusting explosion. Nothing of the divine and sublime essence is wasted.
I am satiated and saved by your sacrificial gift.
My lips firmly surround your penis, sucking it lightly as it slides out and I ensure no sacred sperm is lost.
Catching my breath I say “Thank you Lord” as I gaze at your softening enormity of length and girth and look into your grateful eyes.
You lift your phallus to touch and bless my forehead, cheeks and chin. It is the blessed confirmatory blessing of your pleasure.
“Praise be to you my Lord” I say.
“Nema” you say.
I faint and lie lifeless at your feet.