What was that, she asked

When she was done

After I performed cunninglingus on her

I was stupefied with her query

Yet, I explained

That was divine, she cooed

The way you relished down there

I was floating

The glow on her face

Reflected the ecstasy

She was a married virgin

She never experienced anything other than missionary

With her husband

She was restless

For penetration

But don't come inside, she requested

I wish you ejaculate

On my navel

I did after a few strokes

Inside her ocean

That feels warm, she exclaimed

I smiled at her innocence

For she was the married virgin!

I ever encountered.

©LR