Perception

I watched as she placed the end in her mouth.
The hunger almost finished it right then, but she held back the urge,
How she could do that I would ask her later.
You don't need to interrupt something this good for a stupid question.
Quickly she plunged it almost to where I thought she would gag.
Then she pulled it out sucking softly till she reached it's rock hard tip.
a small syrupy strand of spit,
clung like a spider's web to her lip,
She placed it back into her mouth and felt its sweetness.
Then took it in her hand as a singer would hold a microphone.
she moved her tongue around it slowly then pushed it into the depths of her soft mouth again.
I could see that she was enjoying this moment in time.
I wondered, as I watched, if she had learned from others before?
But no, thinking about it just gave me that feeling in my stomach that I wouldn't be able to control.
She was intent on finishing what she had started.
I felt as one with her as she moved it in and out of her mouth,
stopping for a moment to flick her tongue on the end,
then she would then sink it deeply almost down her throat.
She was quickening the motion with an urgency to finish.
Then she finally reached the point of no return.
With one last thrust, it was over.
She bit down on it's hardness but it didn't matter,
because I was as ready as her for the end.
I could feel the instant relief when she started swallowing the sweetness.
I found myself hypnotised until she was finished completely.
Then I couldn't help but wonder,....
Was it a tootsie roll filled center? or something else?